I know, they are not my trees, but in this land of major air pollution it makes me feel sick every time a tree comes down.
In this picture from October 2005 one of the two towering long needle pines can be seen behind the flag.
Last Friday the limbs were all removed and tomorrow the tree trimmers will be back to remove the bodies. Twenty years ago when we moved into this house the sky behind this house was filled with tall, beautiful trees. And where the wall is to the left there was a row of five long needle pines that soughed in the wind and cast shade on a hot summer day. All gone.
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Nothing can replace a big old tree.
It always reminds me of the Lorax from Dr. Seuss -- and the seeds.
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