In Europe they have domesticated the forests. Whereas we're still largely hunter-gatherers, chopping down wild free-roaming herds of tree, the Europeans raise them in pastures. For 3 years we've had one of these domesticated tree flocks across the street from our house. It's a lovely copse of poplars, and we've enjoyed hearing the wind in the leaves and seeing the sun rise through the trees.
We got home yesterday to discover that they had started logging it. It is a crop after all, but we had hoped it wouldn't go to the slaughterhouse while we were still here. Our landlord had announced that he was trying to buy the lot and log it off to make a "prairie." (He seems to hate trees. He cut down the big oak under which we dined in nice weather.) So we don't know if it's him doing it or the original owners, but either way our woods are going.
In a sense, it's making it easier to leave. Everything seems to be changing, so we're going back to where things never change: suburban America.
In Europe they have domesticated the forests. Whereas we're still largely hunter-gatherers, chopping down wild free-roaming herds of tree, the Europeans raise them in pastures. For 3 years we've had one of these domesticated tree flocks across the street from our house. It's a lovely copse of poplars, and we've enjoyed hearing the wind in the leaves and seeing the sun rise through the trees.
We got home yesterday to discover that they had started logging it. It is a crop after all, but we had hoped it wouldn't go to the slaughterhouse while we were still here. Our landlord had announced that he was trying to buy the lot and log it off to make a "prairie." (He seems to hate trees. He cut down the big oak under which we dined in nice weather.) So we don't know if it's him doing it or the original owners, but either way our woods are going.
In a sense, it's making it easier to leave. Everything seems to be changing, so we're going back to where things never change: suburban America.
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Sad!
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