In the early hours of Wednesday morning, the blizzard began, and was still raging when we awoke some time after seven. I'd finished my cup of tea in bed, and as I got up, glanced out of the window to see that our pine tree had been brutally felled - its trunk snapped by a combination of the weight of the snow and the high winds. It lay half across the road, and we were unable to move it, but soon some men came round in the snow plough, and were able to drag it off the road and into the space in front of our house. Where it remains. L has begun work on lopping its limbs, saving the larger for the fire and bagging up the smaller ones for the green waste at the tip. There is much more sawing to do in the coming days.
As you can see from this picture we have lost what screening our garden had from the road, the houses opposite, and indeed the sun, when it's hot!
We are struggling to come to terms with this shocking loss.
7 comments:
Damn, that sucks. Sorry for your loss.
We had two entwined trees that we called "the lovers" in our back garden for years, and they got some sort of disease and had to be cut to the ground. It changed the whole look of the gardens, the light, everything.
After a few years to get over it, we planted a small rowan tree that we named Aonghus in the crevice of the cut trunks, and it has brought a kind of healing.
I know the pain is fresh, but once you feel a bit better start looking around for fast-growing things that can screen your gardens again. It will help, both inside and out.
So sorry. We lost a beautiful rowan tree last June in a freak storm and I was sore for ages. But we put a slightly smaller walnut tree in its place and all is well.
thanks both, your fellow feeling helps!
I'm so sorry for this shock. The loss of a big tree changes everything; the light, the space, the creatures living in and around it. As others have said, new things will grow, but it won't be the same.
Oh my goodness!
Grief at tree loss, actually that's kind of why I called it Box Elder...
Look out for your backs sawing and chopping, and look out for a lovely tree to put in its place; green life doesn't mind that, it doesn't exactly stop and start in the same ways, I feel.
Oh, oh and oh! x
Everytime I see a downed tree it makes my heart hurt. The seasons those trees have been through, the life, the changes...I am especially saddened by yours because it was so special in your seasons, life and changes....
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