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 HÜMMEL, Germany — IN the deep stillness of a forest in winter, the sound of footsteps on a carpet of leaves died away. Peter Wohlleben
 had found what he was looking for: a pair of towering beeches. “These 
trees are friends,” he said, craning his neck to look at the leafless 
crowns, black against a gray sky. “You see how the thick branches point 
away from each other? That’s so they don’t block their buddy’s light.”
Before
 moving on to an elderly beech to show how trees, like people, wrinkle 
as they age, he added, “Sometimes, pairs like this are so interconnected
 at the roots that when one tree dies, the other one dies, too.”
Mr.
 Wohlleben, 51, is a very tall career forest ranger who, with his ramrod
 posture and muted green uniform, looks a little like one of the sturdy 
beeches in the woods he cares for. Yet he is lately something of a 
sensation as a writer in Germany,
 a place where the forest has long played an outsize role in the 
cultural consciousness, in places like fairy tales, 20th-century 
philosophy, Nazi ideology and the birth of the modern environmental 
movement.
After
 the publication in May of Mr. Wohlleben’s book, a surprise hit titled 
“The Hidden Life of Trees: What They Feel, How They Communicate — 
Discoveries From a Secret World,” the German forest is back in the 
spotlight. Since it first topped best-seller lists last year, Mr. 
Wohlleben has been spending more time on the media trail and less on the
 forest variety, making the case for a popular reimagination of trees, 
which, he says, contemporary society tends to look at as “organic 
robots” designed to produce oxygen and wood.
Presenting
 scientific research and his own observations in highly anthropomorphic 
terms, the matter-of-fact Mr. Wohlleben has delighted readers and 
talk-show audiences alike with the news — long known to biologists — 
that trees in the forest are social beings. They can count, learn and 
remember; nurse sick neighbors; warn each other of danger by sending 
electrical signals across a fungal network known as the “Wood Wide Web”;
 and, for reasons unknown, keep the ancient stumps of long-felled 
companions alive for centuries by feeding them a sugar solution through 
their roots.
“With
 his book, he changed the way I look at the forest forever,” Markus 
Lanz, a popular talk show host, said in an email. “Every time I walk 
through a beautiful woods, I think about it.”
Though
 duly impressed with Mr. Wohlleben’s ability to capture the public’s 
attention, some German biologists question his use of words, like “talk”
 rather than the more standard “communicate,” to describe what goes on 
between trees in the forest.
But
 this, says Mr. Wohlleben, who invites readers to imagine what a tree 
might feel when its bark tears (“Ouch!”), is exactly the point. “I use a
 very human language,” he explained. “Scientific language removes all 
the emotion, and people don’t understand it anymore. When I say, ‘Trees 
suckle their children,’ everyone knows immediately what I mean.”
Still
 No. 1 on the Spiegel best-seller list for nonfiction, “Hidden Life” has
 sold 320,000 copies and has been optioned for translation in 19 
countries (Canada’s Greystone Books will publish an English version in 
September). “It’s one of the biggest successes of the year,” said Denis 
Scheck, a German literary critic who praised the humble narrative style 
and the book’s ability to awaken in readers an intense, childlike 
curiosity about the workings of the world.
The popularity of “The Hidden Life of Trees,” Mr. Scheck added, says less about Germany
 than it does about modern life. People who spend most of their time in 
front of computers want to read about nature. “Germans are reputed to 
have a special relationship with the forest, but it’s kind of a cliché,”
 Mr. Scheck said. “Yes, there’s Hansel and Gretel, and, sure, if your 
marriage fails, you go for a long hike in the woods. But I don’t think 
Germans love their forest more than Swedes or Norwegians or Finns.”
Mr.
 Wohlleben traces his own love of the forest to his early childhood. 
Growing up in the 1960s and ’70s in Bonn, then the West German capital, 
he raised spiders and turtles, and liked playing outside more than any 
of his three siblings did. In high school, a generation of young, 
left-leaning teachers painted a dire picture of the world’s ecological 
future, and he decided it was his mission to help.
He
 studied forestry, and began working for the state forestry 
administration in Rhineland-Palatinate in 1987. Later, as a young 
forester in charge of a 3,000-odd acre woodlot in the Eifel region, 
about an hour outside Cologne, he felled old trees and sprayed logs with
 insecticides. But he did not feel good about it: “I thought, ‘What am I
 doing? I’m making everything kaput.’ ”
Reading
 up on the behavior of trees — a topic he learned little about in 
forestry school — he found that, in nature, trees operate less like 
individuals and more as communal beings. Working together in networks 
and sharing resources, they increase their resistance.
By
 artificially spacing out trees, the plantation forests that make up 
most of Germany’s woods ensure that trees get more sunlight and grow 
faster. But, naturalists say, creating too much space between trees can 
disconnect them from their networks, stymieing some of their inborn 
resilience mechanisms.
Intrigued,
 Mr. Wohlleben began investigating alternate approaches to forestry. 
Visiting a handful of private forests in Switzerland and Germany, he was
 impressed. “They had really thick, old trees,” he said. “They treated 
their forest much more lovingly, and the wood they produced was more 
valuable. In one forest, they said, when they wanted to buy a car, they 
cut two trees. For us, at the time, two trees would buy you a pizza.”
Back
 in the Eifel in 2002, Mr. Wohlleben set aside a section of “burial 
woods,” where people could bury cremated loved ones under 200-year-old 
trees with a plaque bearing their names, bringing in revenue without 
harvesting any wood. The project was financially successful. But, Mr. 
Wohlleben said, his bosses were unhappy with his unorthodox activities. 
He wanted to go further — for example, replacing heavy logging 
machinery, which damages forest soil, with horses — but could not get 
permission.
After
 a decade of struggling with his higher-ups, he decided to quit. “I 
consulted with my family first,” said Mr. Wohlleben, who is married and 
has two children. Though it meant giving up the ironclad security of 
employment as a German civil servant, “I just thought, ‘I cannot do this
 the rest of my life.’” The family planned to emigrate to Sweden. But it turned out that Mr. Wohlleben had won over the forest’s municipal owners.
So,
 10 years ago, the municipality took a chance. It ended its contract 
with the state forestry administration, and hired Mr. Wohlleben 
directly. He brought in horses, eliminated insecticides and began 
experimenting with letting the woods grow wilder. Within two years, the 
forest went from loss to profit, in part by eliminating expensive 
machinery and chemicals.
Despite
 his successes, in 2009 Mr. Wohlleben started having panic attacks. “I 
kept thinking, ‘Ah! You only have 20 years, and you still have to 
accomplish this, and this, and that.’” He began therapy, to treat 
burnout and depression. It helped. “I learned to be happy about what 
I’ve done so far,” he said. “With a forest, you have to think in terms 
of 200 or 300 years. I learned to accept that I can’t do everything. 
Nobody can.” He wanted to write “The Hidden Life of Trees” to show laypeople how great trees are.
Stopping
 to consider a tree that rose up straight then curved like a question 
mark, Mr. Wohlleben said, however, that it was the untrained perspective
 of visitors he took on forest tours years ago to which he owed much 
insight.
“For
 a forester, this tree is ugly, because it is crooked, which means you 
can’t get very much money for the wood,” he said. “It really surprised 
me, walking through the forest, when people called a tree like this one 
beautiful. They said, ‘My life hasn’t always run in a straight line, 
either.’ And I began to see things with new eyes.”
 

 
