If a tree falls ...

[aTailOf2Kitties]

so, do trees fall just to get attention, since they don't seem to fall when nobody's around? LOL. A single tree in a forest of lookalikes has to do something to stand out from the crowd...like fall down. "Hey, lookit me, I'm the one fallin'!" It's arborial slapstick, I tells ya!

or it could be suicide for depressed trees, gotta go out with a bang ya know?

[Willow Oak]

By the way, I live in the country on 16 acres, 3/4 or which is covered in trees. I use my fireplace often during the winter, and I cut my own firewood from my own trees. I never cut down a live tree -- I harvest dead and fallen trees.

But last summer I noticed a very large oak -- perhaps 125 years old -- that was dead. I live by myself and cut wood by myself, and although I am leery of cutting down a large tree by myself, I sure did want that tree. It was very big and would provide nearly a whole winter's worth of firewood by itself.

All summer I coveted that tree. I would stalk the tree and measure the tree and survey the surroundings. My mind was made up: I was going to cut down that tree even if it killed me. So one day early this past fall I gathered my tree-cutting implements and went into the woods. When I arrived to where the tree was, what is this I see? The tree had fallen in the meantime and was lying on its side!

What a boon! And what a lot of warm winter nights I enjoyed at the largess of such a monstrous prize!

But ..., since I wasn't there when it happened, did the tree actually fall?

[Randi]

What a boon! And what a lot of warm winter nights I enjoyed at the largess of such a monstrous prize!

And what nice smells it must have been in your house!

A week or so ago, I woke to the sound of a chainsaw and when I looked out of my window, I saw to my horror that some men were cutting one of twelve trees outside our windows. A few hours later, I noticed two persons going around knocking on the remaining trees.

I have now been told that the tree I saw them work on, had fallen on top of a car during the night - we had a storm, so that caused it to fall.

[Catty1]

If a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman around to hear him, is he still wrong?

[happylabs]

If a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman around to hear him, is he still wrong?

No brainer...of course!

[pomtzu]

If a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman around to hear him, is he still wrong?

Of course. If there was no one around in the first place, why would he even be silly enough to bother, unless of course, he just likes to hear himself talk.

[happylabs]

Of course. If there was no one around in the first place, why would he even be silly enough to bother, unless of course, he just likes to hear himself talk.

They tend to just ramble on even when no one is listening (which is most of the time!)

[Catty1]

Originally posted by Willow Oak: Ah! Ignorance is bliss!

Enjoy!

BTW - I will respond to your PM...I have just been really distracted lately...sorry!

[Willow Oak]

If a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman around to hear him, is he still wrong?

Probably. But with no woman around to tell him he would not know it.

Ah! Ignorance is bliss!

[gini]

What fun stuff to read on a lazy Sunday morning!

I had a tree - and I "saw" it fall, I "heard" it fall. I only had two trees - and the one I loved the most - a beautiful Norwegian Maple - I lost. I sure wish that I hadn't heard and seen that tree fall. I actually shed real tears over that loss.

[Willow Oak]

Yesterday I mowed a couple of the 16 acres that surround Willow Oak. The rest of the acreage is, except for the 2-acre pond, all, or mostly all, trees. The yard requires a lot of attention, but there is no time to succour its needs. Saturday was a gorgeous day, and springtime at Willow Oak comes alive with dogwood blooms and blackberry vines. Sycamore trees tower over the redbuds underneath, inter-laced here and there with stately cedar and black gum. Century-plus old tulip poplar hover nearby, rubbing elboes with white oak and loblolly pine.

In the early morning the dogs took their turn running around the yard, chasing and being chased; the cats lay around snoozing and being lazy. In the afternoon the dogs joined the cats, spread about on the cool green lawn underneath the massive Willow Oak trees in front of the house.

As I was riding the mower I saw a large tortoise. I nearly ran him over but manage to swerve in time to miss him. I circled around a few times, looking out for the turtle at each turn, but eventually lost contact with him. Hopefully, he found a quiet, cool place to hide out for the duration of the day.

I rode the mower, doing as I often do, allowing my thoughts to wander about, exploring the various rooms of my mind. Among those thoughts were: "If a tree falls ..."

[pomtzu]

But ..., since I wasn't there when it happened, did the tree actually fall?

Probably - since I don't think they can just lay down at will.