Have you ever gone from elated to not so sure about something in less than 24 hours?
I’m there now…
This is the picture I posted 2 days ago about gaining so much light on our grounds due to our neighbors cutting down a few pine trees on their property :
This is our view now and the tree cutters are still there which means more might come down :
I’m conflicted. When they asked for our permission, they said a few trees. My count as of right now is 12 or 13. I’m starting to feel like I gave my OK to a pine tree genocide here. There is really nothing for me to do about it now, it’s not like they can put them back, but in retrospect, I’m repenting for my lack of diligence when it was time to ask for more details. These were centennial trees. A few were getting on and not so healthy anymore, but most of them were. Now I’m starting to wonder if they went through proper channels, got the official okay. We live in a historic neighborhood with patrimonial homes. Many trees here are protected as well.
I won’t lie, I feel a bit sick to my stomach. The South Western edge of my happy little home looks like a clear cutting camp in the Northern Boreal Forest.
Maybe it looks worse than it is because of the trees being bare. And I’m sure I will love the long sunny evening on our back deck come spring and summer time. But for now, I feel ill. This feels like giving the OK for taking life for taking life sake and it feels wrong. My conscience is troubled, my heart shaken. I write this with the buzz of chainsaws coming through my shut and boarded windows.
I don’t think it was worth it for a few square feet of light.