The Day the Tree died
Our neighbours decided it was time to cut down their tree. I won’t go into why they did it, let’s just say it’s the same as putting a dog to sleep because it barks. Anyway, below is a photo of the tree in question. This photo was taken a while ago when I saw a Burchell’s coucal in the tree. The photo was meant to be used as a blog post about the bird (can you spot the Burchell’s coucal?) and not about the tree that was cut down. It was a beautiful tree!
Well, this morning I heard the sound I hate the most, the sound of a chainsaw. When I hear that sound I know a tree is about to ‘get it‘. Just SAD!
I had a thought while I watched the tree being cut down. What if this pandemic wasn’t caused by an animal (are we still going with that as the cause?) but caused by Trees. Trees that are tired of being cut down to make room for bricks and plaster and metal! What if the Trees decided: “Hey! You don’t like Oxygen (Cause you do know we are the ones that are creating it) How about we give you a taste of what it feels like without that Oxygen.. Here you go, a little virus that will cause you to struggle to breath!! Nice Hey?! So? You still need oxygen? Or are you be OK without it? #AskingForaFriend“
Ok, I’m sorry, bit pissed off about that tree being cut down because of a stupid reason. Besides the tree that is gone now, I don’t even want to think about all the bird’s nests/homes that were lost during operation KILL-TREE!