Wednesday, 20 September 2017

The First Cut


Yes my trees are bleeding as the first cut goes the deepest. I am not fond of cutting down trees especially the indigenous ones but these 2 majestic trees have outlived their usefulness and have become very programmatic and no other solution could be found other than cutting.

I am not 100% sure what these large trees are but the one at the back when you crush the leaves it smells like eucalyptus, so it must be an aussie. The one in the front is our main problem child, the Sycamore Fig tree or Ficus Sycomorus. It is not indigenous to the Highveld region here were I am but can be found all over Africa and the Middle East.

It is the sycamore that is of biblical proportions that is bleeding red blood like sap as we sadly cut her down. The seeds were giving our neighbour’s swimming pool pump a hard time and you should see the state of our driveway and walls. The sycamore was in the forefront of the taking back of nature. I can imagine little Zacchaeus wanting to climb up into the branches of the sycamore tree for the Lord he wanted to see but the sycamore tree was no more.

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