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Daze of our lives...

All sorts of nonsense happens in the course of the day... good, bad, indifferent... whatever. Thoughts spring to mind, shit happens, things work out, but often don't... usually I have no idea of what's going to happen beforehand and perhaps its better that way. Anyway, just a little of what's going on and a way of clearing my mind... Read on at your own risk.

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OK, not all that much to tell... just a slightly insane, very tired but reasonably perceptive guy who's life is filled with "why's" and never knowing why...

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

The company parted

One thing never changes, that all things must change.

Of the three surviving trees, yet another became diseased and had to be removed today.

And so it goes...



Keep well...

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5 Comments:

Blogger Lane said...

That's very sad. It changes the whole landscape:-(

08 July, 2009 22:53  
Blogger HelenMHunt said...

What a shame. They look so permanent.

08 July, 2009 23:06  
Blogger Sou-One-Canobee said...

I guess it is life but i think its a blessing in disguise can you imagine what life would be like if it was so regid and the same all the time. Yes, trying to make you see the half full side of the glass, is it working?

09 July, 2009 07:52  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

But I see new saplings, the beginings of the life cycle again.
Sonja

09 July, 2009 11:34  
Blogger zilla said...

Interesting variation on the Frenchman Karr's observation, "plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose."

I think often about the trees I've planted and those I've dismissed and those I've bothered to try to save.

How much should we intervene, and when does intervention cross the line to interference?

I like trees.

I could stand a bi-weekly car-wash because of their pollen and sap and detritus, but joy does hang in the balance. There is multi-sensory joy to be found in a pollen releasing, sap-spitting, debris-dropping tree.

I feel sad for your loss.

I imagine that a short time spent examining the lawn under the lost tree might reveal some seeds, germinated or still waiting to germinate, depending on species and timing. Finding one and planting or transplanting it might feel good.

10 July, 2009 03:09  

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