Such complex history
Today they felled three-one-hundred-year-old trees
The death shudder shook my windows
Tomorrow we check the vernal pond
Fragility which does not even last a whole year
It is all a tapestry
Over which we try mastery
And we can move mountains and cheer our eccentricity
Our hubris and power over the planet
Erasing nature's chronicle in just one afternoon
The loss of trees unsettles the heart deeply. Why were they cut down?
ReplyDeleteShe is a nice lady and feared or the trees falling on the house. That is always a questionable call. We have cut down trees when we first moved in after a large one fell and grazed the garage. It is so sad.
DeleteHow sad to have the old trees cut down. They have seen so much unfold around them. When we had to cut down a few young trees to make way to build our house, we planted replacements. Boy Scouts had densely planted about 50 pine trees and we had to remove a few, perhaps 5 out of 50.
ReplyDeleteSad to see the trees go. Love how you expressed it!
ReplyDeleteThis action I can see but when larger areas of trees are destroyed for flimsy reasons, I have concerns
ReplyDeleteOur pines became diseased, so we removed them. It made me very sad.
ReplyDeletehow awful! why would they do that? I don't understand how people can just cut down mature trees like they don't matter. we probably lost half our canopy in my old neighborhood in the city through gentrification before we moved. it was heartbreaking to hear those chainsaws.
ReplyDeleteThis breaks my heart.
ReplyDeleteYes, I too hate to see the loss of these wonderful trees.
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