The plight of street trees
The theme for May's Festival of the Trees is "trees in the concrete" hosted by Xris at Flatbush Gardener. I live in the country, and thought I would have to travel all the way into Dublin for this project. But walking to the shop recently, I saw the plight of our very own street trees.
This poor thing never had a chance, its bottom half had been completely torn away. It looks like it's been hanged for a crime never commited.
A popular sport in Dublin was the breaking of newly planted trees. I thought by moving further out into the countryside, things like this wouldn't happen.
Large gaping wounds and snapped branches were everywhere all along our street.
I don't understand what makes this a fun thing to do.. things like this always make me sad for the trees.
A lovely cherry tree, but only slightly mutilated.
Today, my husband came home from the shop, telling me they were cutting down trees on the main road into the village. So I hopped on my bicycle to have a look. I thought I should take some photos before they were all gone.
I came just before this tree fell. It was so sad!! I had never seen a tree felled before, it must have been terrifying for the tree!
*sigh* A man who lives across the road came out to talk with me. They had pleaded with the council to try and stop this, but the destruction had gone ahead anyway.
On the way back to my house, I took a pic of this little tree, its trunk snapped by some tree-bully when it was first planted. But here it is, regrowing several new branches, and looking quite pretty in spite of the broken trunk. Life prevails.
Posting today, a few weeks early for May's Festival of the Trees, as this was quite upsetting, and I had to get it out.