Tree hugging is definitely a hippy-poser theatrical undertaking, only carried out when someone is around to be impressed by it.
But being around trees is noticeably beneficial. Especially if you're a crow.
There's nothing quite like a mature forest. Calm, cool, majestic, a vector of wildlife.
Then, when an individual tree dies, it burns very nicely in your woodstove, keeping the winter at bay.
A tree is like a battery, storing up sunshine for as long as it lives, only to give it back, in death.
Trees, therefore, are very generous, indeed. Crows love trees. Trees love crows.