I know that foresters and scientists and entrepreneurs have good reasons for cutting tree stands down to nubbins, but your Friday Art Cat will never be comfortable with the incomprehensible loss of beauty, habitat, and possibilities for good climbing. I’m reminded of The Lorax, by Dr. Seuss, who says, “I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues. And, I’m asking you sir, at the top of my lungs. Oh, please do not cut down another one.”
Your Friday Art Cat was on a short hiatus, but she’s glad to be back! If you haven’t recently checked out my blog, it’s Art is Not for Sissies. Thanks much, and God Save the Trees!
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Sweet. Missed you Rattie 🙂
Tree’s breath of life….
Wake up old ones… We want spring..
chris
I agree with the Friday Art Cat.
In 1989 I went to work in an area of the Pacific Northwest where a lot of logging was going on. About the same time there was a “cartoon” in the newspaper that showed a couple of lumber jacks having their lunch on a fallen tree…nothing but stumps around them and the one says to the other “I just love being out in nature. I could never work in an office.” Yup.
Let not your heart be troubled Friday art cat?. You’ll find no Once-lers in the ranks of us foresters. Yes, we harvest trees, lots of trees! But, we plant far more than we take. Yes, it’s not as beautiful after the trees are harvested, but it returns. However, when the grass thick while the trees are small, the cats will find there’s more mice for all. ?
Thank you for your comment. That does make me feel better!
That’s good to hear. My friends in the forestry profession do what we do because we believe in it and love nature.
We loved the Art Cat also and agree the forests being cut down are a shame but there are times when this kind of massacring is needed. Up here in northern British Columbia the Pine Beetle had a wild feast, killing all the pine trees. The younger and more tender pines were the first to go, followed by the more mature trees. All these trees had to be cut down and destroyed to get rid of the Pine Beetle. Some pine timber was saved and beautiful tables and other assorted wood carvings were sold at a pretty penny. Our town looks rather bald and replanting can’t start again until all remnants of the Pine Beetle are gone.
Jean
Jean, thank you for your personal story. I’m sorry for the loss to your town, and understand the need for such an intervention. I hope you and the Canadian Cats can replant soon.
Go green, save trees!
so sad!