My beloved forest is going through some trauma today.
The woods are alive with the whine of chain saws and wood-choppers as the city cuts down 150 ash trees in a struggle to vanquish the emerald ash borer.
|Trees ravaged by the borer, marked for destruction.|
|Emerald ash borer, via Wikipedia|
|Picture taken April 13, 2014.|
I realize that the trees have to go, but it still leaves me feeling sad. I can't help but look at them and think of all the years that went into their growth. I've also seen signs posted on ash trees saying that the tree has been "treated for ash borer," and I can't help but wonder why we aren't treating the trees instead of waiting until they are sick and then killing them.