A Tree Funeral
Overnight the water rose up to the other bed of trees we planted, which means the water crept over five feet. So now all ten baby white pines’ fate is doomed.
The bed I photographed yesterday is completely submerged and frozen. Keep in mind that the trees are a good ten inches tall and their stakes are fifteen inches tall.
I would like to repeat that we were very fortunate down here south of Worcester! We are not suffering from the loss of power and devastation that much of the state is dealing with.
After the extreme rain that we received last night we now own prime real estate! NOT!
I don’t mean to complain, we were really very very fortunate. We live south enough of Worcester that we did not get any accumulating freezing rain and our electricity stayed on, and is still on. But both the front yard and the back yard have flooded and become wetlands. (Must address this with our new “neighbor” who built the road that forces much of the water in our direction, dude please put in drainage!) And YES, those are the baby trees that we planted in the spring, underwater. Not sure if they will make it because it is supposed to drop down into the 20’s for the next couple of days. I imagine their fate is doomed, pine cubes .
Again, we were very lucky, it could have been so much worse. I have friends who must find someplace other than their home to spend the next day or two until the power is turned back on. I admit, I am being selfish, I am sad for our trees.
Update: Since I posted this the water line has risen to cover the entire bed of baby trees submerging all of them. Any higher and it will reach the other bed of baby trees. The bottom most pictures are the latest of the creeping water.
I try to make this space a positive place, challenging and celebrating life down to the smallest details, but occasionally even I get sidetracked by strong emotion that was rooted out of negative energy. This is one of those moments, but maybe there is a lesson in all this somewhere….
This story makes me sad and angry. And I hate to think that “they”, the trolls, “got to me”, but the heartless snide comments by certain residents of our community penetrated my bubble of positive energy. Maybe it is because I met Oscar yesterday and have been thinking a lot about humankind’s relationship to animals, but don’t you think that the moose deserved better treatment and mores respect than to meet his demise chased & cornered off by dozens of humans with guns. I guess I am naive, but I do not believe for one second that there was not an alternative resolution that would end with the moose remaining alive, not to mention the bears the police killed earlier this year, and not one person getting injured.