Tree Perspective

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For the Axe Tomahawk and Hatchet gang -

I would suggest if you ever get time - you check out the following books -

Meetings With Remarkable Trees
Remarkable Trees of the World
In Search of Remarkable Trees - All by Thomas Pakenham

These books I have had for some time, and just recently got them back out and was looking them over last night.

It really makes you appreciate trees and the struggle some of them have had to go thru to still be with us present day, depending on the situation. The pictures are majestic, and when included with a person for perspective it becomes very evident that it is a shame a man with his axe(or now chainsaw) has done what he has over the years. The book is not just about pictures, but yet depending on the tree there are some great stories that go along with them - from the Baobabs in Africa, to the redwoods of California. Quite a good read overall.

Just some reverse thinking to ponder about, or not. Up to you. Thought I would mix it up a little bit.

Thanks.
 
Obviously, that's a joke. I'll have to check those books out sounds awesome, and I certainly do like trees.
 
You mean 411. Just got 2 today. Keen Kutter and a Flint Edge. I think we need a Keen Kutter manufacturing thread.
 
I'll have to check those out. Thanks Operator.
In forestry school, we were taught to 'clearcut, graze and pave' :p
That's what you do if your Plum Creek anyway... :(
 
I've seen a few interesting trees over the years. One of my favorites is this 'bird beak' cedar I found up in Mt. Rainier Nat. Park.

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A Sitka Spruce. How'd ya like to tackle that with an axe?

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Couldn't you just imagine this big ol' Douglas Fir getting up and walking away like one of Tolkien's Ents?

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I've seen a few interesting trees over the years..

You're in a great state for interesting trees. I once rowed across Lake Quinault with the wife and kids, and we found some huge trees (Doug Fir?), one of them was hollow (but still living) with a "window" that we climbed in. Enough room in there for us all to sit down in a circle. Felt magical. (Sorry, no pics.)
 
.....we found some huge trees (Doug Fir?), one of them was hollow (but still living) with a "window" that we climbed in. Enough room in there for us all to sit down in a circle. Felt magical.

I love those. Many of those old trees in the NW started their lives on top of the rotting stumps of their predecessors. The roots eventually grow down over the old stump. Then later the stump rots away and you're left with a hollow. That big Doug Fir I posted no doubt started it's life on a fallen giant.
 
I love trees and would not cut them down for fun, but if I want a walking stick and can't find a decent deadfall, its not much hesitation to chop down a sapling either.
 
While I'm on the Dr. Seuss kick....

“I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees for the trees have no tongues.”

---Dr. Seuss, The Lorax
 
A good thread 'Big O'.

I am not a tree hugger and I consider myself to be a 'rough around the edges' sort of a bastard. But I am absolutely passionate about trees. In fact I delivered a speech about trees at church last Sunday. Part of that delivery was a short verse someone had written after visiting a tall cathedral-like grove of Mariposa redwoods at Yosemite California.

I'll share it with you...

This is their temple, vaulted high,
And here we pause with reverent eye,
With silent tongue and awe struck sole:
For here we sense life's proper goal.

To be like these, straight true and fine,
To make our world like theirs a shrine.
Sink down, oh, traveller, on your knees,
God stands before you in these trees.

regards...Frank.
 
A good thread 'Big O'.

I am not a tree hugger and I consider myself to be a 'rough around the edges' sort of a bastard. But I am absolutely passionate about trees. In fact I delivered a speech about trees at church last Sunday. Part of that delivery was a short verse someone had written after visiting a tall cathedral-like grove of Mariposa redwoods at Yosemite California.

I'll share it with you...

This is their temple, vaulted high,
And here we pause with reverent eye,
With silent tongue and awe struck sole:
For here we sense life's proper goal.

To be like these, straight true and fine,
To make our world like theirs a shrine.
Sink down, oh, traveller, on your knees,
God stands before you in these trees.

regards...Frank.

This is what I am talking about.

Thanks FNZ!!!
 
Joyce Kilmer who wrote the poem "Trees"....(I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree) was a great fan of chopping firewood and trimming trees around his homestead. He got some criticism for the contradiction but his reply was along the line that appreciation does not rule out the enjoyment of practical work.
 
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