This year has been a sad tree year, because of the many really old trees that have fallen. Some fell by their own, some by man. There has been a fungus that spread from tree to tree, which makes them rotten from the inside. You really don’t notice anything is wrong until it’s too late.
This week, I finally got my self out for one of those combined lunch and photography breaks I used to make. On my way to the centre of the town, I passed several trees that were about to get cut. The town gardeners seemed to have mobilized all cranes in the area for the task. The three grand trees on the pictures below belong to those who have become part of the town’s silhouette. Standing on a non-developed lot, they have been able to grow as they want; and it seems they wanted to have a view on what goes on outside the lot, lending heavily over the street.
A non-developed lot! How extraordinary that sounds, considering this is one of the prime locations, right beside the cathedral, which you see in the background on the lower picture. I believe they are about to project something for that spot and that’s why they cut the trees. But, you should know the lot has looked like this as long as I have been living here in Lund, and that’s a mere 20 years. About time. I’m sorry for the trees, though.
A looong crane was needed to reach the branches from the backside of the lot
These are the same trees, but seen from the street
Trees are an amazing species. One of the main reasons we bought the house we did was because of all the trees on the lot. As you pointed out on my blog, that tree long ago was killed in part by the creepers around the outside; we lost another tree earlier this summer for the same reason. But the trees make this place very special. I wasn’t sure, were these trees diseased or just taken down for what ever will be built on that lot?
I think these particular trees were taken down to leave room for something new.
Hurts to see any tree go in an urban area. Where I am at there is no shortage of trees and last year I finally took down several 3ft+ dia maples to let a little light into the house. It still hurt taking them down but at least now when the wind blows I don’t have to worry about them coming through the roof.
I’m with you guys and just love to have trees around, which is one of the reasons that I left Dallas, Texas. Too few trees and those that were there were knocked down by builders. I love to look at them, admiring them, and hearing the wind flow through the branches and leaves.
South Carolina has so many trees, as does North Carolina. They are great places to be for us tree huggers.
Tree huggers, is that what we are? Reading my post and these comments with retrospectacles, we apparently are.
The good thing being a 3ft+ tree is that the average man cannot bring you down. It’s tougher being a young tree, say less than a hundred years old.
It always pains me to see the loss of trees even though a logical side of me knows that all things come and go—even trees, and nothing is permanent.
Yes, that’s true Anita, but not all of us need to be cut down before we are ready for it. It really looks like I’m a tree hugger, now…