For years, I've enjoyed the sculptural grandeur of this half-fallen tree. You've seen it in photographs on this blog. Just from this past year, here are 3:
It seemed so sturdily stuck in the middle of its fall. But the storms of this past week brought it down:
It had looked so dignified, mid-journey. And now it is a crumbly ruin:
I have several of these on the land. One, a big old shagbark hickory lost most of its top about 10 years ago and split a major limb which ended up lying on the ground, although still attached at the split. But even so, it kept leafing out each year, so I left it, mowed around it. Last year it eventually gave up the ghost. But now the hollow trunk is low-cost housing, so I've cleaned up the debris and left the trunk, about 15 ft high, for the critters. I've been going around all the other big trees on the property and cutting out the younger trees that have gotten started in their shelter, but now are starting to compete for canopy. Sorry youngsters, you gotta go. The seniors rule.
In my long-ago days as an Eagle Scout we called tbem “widow makers” or “deadfalls,” and taught the tenderfoot scouts to walk around them on hikes. Not that 11 year old scouts were likely to be married, but neither the dead tree nor gravity knew that.
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13 comments:
It happens to the best of us before long.
C'est la vie
Sad. Quite a balancing act. But eventually....
The first one makes you wonder how it lasted so long.
Weeel, it lived hard, died young, and left a good copse.
Sometimes the metaphors aren't literary.
Gravity wins again!
I have several of those on the property. They refuse to give up!
It's possible the recent wind storms were just too much for old fellow.
Sic transit gloria arbori.
I have several of these on the land. One, a big old shagbark hickory lost most of its top about 10 years ago and split a major limb which ended up lying on the ground, although still attached at the split. But even so, it kept leafing out each year, so I left it, mowed around it. Last year it eventually gave up the ghost. But now the hollow trunk is low-cost housing, so I've cleaned up the debris and left the trunk, about 15 ft high, for the critters. I've been going around all the other big trees on the property and cutting out the younger trees that have gotten started in their shelter, but now are starting to compete for canopy. Sorry youngsters, you gotta go. The seniors rule.
Bravo, Josephbleau!
In my long-ago days as an Eagle Scout we called tbem “widow makers” or “deadfalls,” and taught the tenderfoot scouts to walk around them on hikes. Not that 11 year old scouts were likely to be married, but neither the dead tree nor gravity knew that.
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