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Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Old Fools Journal: Now You See It Now You Don't

I took this photo a little over a week ago in the yard next to the oral surgeon's office.
Imagine my surprise when I returned yesterday and found this empty spot.

Like any good Lorax I was incensed, dismayed and outraged. So with my Lorax hat pulled firmly down to my ears and gnashing my teeth so hard sparks were flying. I demanded to know who chopped down that beautiful tree and why. I assumed it was done in the name of progress for an extension of the parking lot for cars. It turns out however that the tree had taken a direct lightning hit the year before and that all efforts to save it had failed. Even the parasitic ferns that grew on the bark had died. You'll notice that in the top picture there are no green leaves. These trees have green leaves year around.

The tree was estimated to be in excess of 80 years old. I did not know this tree personally but I knew it's brothers and sisters and I am the caretaker of some of the younger generation so I felt a kinship with it.

R.I.P. old friend I'll be along soon enough. (even though we met after death as a unabashed flaming tree hugger I am a friend to all trees).

Written for the sole purpose of using the phrase "gnashing of teeth".


tffnguy said...

Bummer! That was a great looking old tree! No telling how much progress (unwanted or not)it had seen in its lifetime.

Lord Wellbourne said...

Very sad demise for such a grand piece of living wood sculpture. I am very attached to my trees and every Spring, when the fear of sinking to my waste in snow I may not be able to extricate myself from passes, I go to each and every one of them to express my love and admiration.

Only something that beautiful could go out in the way it did...'Dulce et decorum est....'

Ted said...

Trees By Joyce Kilmer
I THINK that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

My favorite is the Burr Oak

Dizzy-Dick said...

Like you, I hate to see any wild thing destroyed. As far as the "gnashing of teeth" is concerned, what are left of mine seem too lose to creat any sparks.

Dani said...

Even sadder, because that tree would've been playing its' part in the environmental grand scheme of things (home to who knows what, etc)

T'was a beautiful tree...

frann said... be that magnificent if only for a moment.

Ben in Texas said...

While I am not a tree hugger I do like them and cherish the ones I have here. I have only taken out one of the oaks, and it as in danger of falling .. I did have two mean nasty thron trees removed. BUT I have planted 3 that promise to be here for a long long time after I am worm food.

Steven Cain said...

Jesus! I was soooo about to cuss you for posting those pictures. That tore me up. Then, of course, I read on. Still tore me up.

I have three big pines - fifty feet tall if they're an inch - behind my house that were all hit on an Easter Sunday some ten years ago. All three still stand. One has grown a new hide... hollow inside though.

VQ said...

That tree looks like it had plenty of room to fall on its own time. They probably intend to use the ground for a large community garden. Gnashing of teeth comes naturally to some gentle folk, though it makes for job security for the oral surgeon.

Johann Rissik said...

Sad to see any tree go.

Joey said...

Oh, my heart just stopped when I saw the picture below where was no tree!

I'm a tree hugger and will do anything possible to save a tree. What a sad, sad thing to have happen!

80 years... What a tree it was!

Joey (I'm a new reader)