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Thursday, 31 March 2016

With apologies to Robert Frost

Something there is that doesn’t love a wall, becomes - Someone there is that doesn't love our trees.

My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.

He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbors.'

Our poplar trees will never get across
And eat anything in your garden, I tell him.
He only says, 'Trees are dangerous and must be destroyed'.

Having got the Council to come around unannounced...he was disappointed to find that
None of those poplars are dangerous.

But...
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That wants it down.' 
Someone there is that doesn't love poplar trees, or any trees, come to that.
Having chosen and bought a house that backs on to a row of poplars...he remains hell-bent on their destruction.

Here be poplars, posted here in the name of posterity.

“Every trees has its enemy, few have an advocate. 
In all my works I take the part of trees against all their enemies”. Now, if only we would all play the part of an advocate for Nature, maybe we would regain a glimpse of the Shire or Lothlórien in our own woods. J.R.R. Tolkien


2 comments:

Sayre said...

Why on earth would he buy a place surrounded by trees if he didn't like them??? Humans make no sense, sometimes.

joanygee said...

That's what I do not understand either, Sayre. His neighbour is just as bad. When he moved in, he soon brought in the tree 'surgeons'. They took down a lovely old tree and a magnificent Victoria plum which gave lots of lovely fruit.