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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by Stanford Guitar, Feb 24, 2021.
On my MTB ride today. This old Oak is probably a couple hundred years old.
At a guess, I’d say a little more than a couple of hundred. Beautiful tree.
Pretty picture, could be a postcard!
I love old trees. Other than those ancient sharks in the North seas, trees are the oldest things we know of. They've endured hundreds of seasons. They are fully-functional beings with a continuous pulse.
Looks like a Live Oak.
Amazing trees. They can often be ugly, in a most stunningly beautiful way. They represent endurance and perseverance to me.
If you like this kind of thing, and are ever in the area of Charleston SC. Visit the Angel Tree. It was an almost spiritual experience for me. Ancient soul.
And give it a supportive hug for me. Nothing lasts forever and its time will come.
Two roads diverged....
I just don't understand why people cut trees down.
They are so beautiful and they do so much for us.
Gorgeous picture, Stanford Guitar. You can't help but pause.
Certain trees, young or old, have a presence about them. It's what I most take pictures of but I can't find them right now. Except this one, an old big leaf maple – moss, ferns and all – on campus that I've walked by for years:
It's not hard to understand why some cultures believed that trees, especially old ones, were beings, or even gods of a kind. If you stand in the woods on a cold winter night, the trees make all kinds of noises that can sound like people or animals, and can be surprisingly loud. The logical part of me knows it's just frozen tree trunks and branches rubbing together, but it can be unsettling when you're out there alone - very eerie.
Well, wood. We wouldn't be playing guitars if they didn't. But I know what you mean. I'm conflicted, too. Old trees like this have to be saved.
Here in NorCal we are blessed with some truly incredible trees. Even the old dead ones can be really interesting. I call this one The Rhino Stump.
Beautiful photos. Jealous.
It's cool to see trees change throughout the year. This is that same Oak during a storm last fall.
I just cut down a few 200 plus year-old douglas fir trees on our property last year for firewood. Too twisty for commercial use, so they have been passed over during the two major loggings of the area over the last century. We have the oldest cedar tree (14' in circumference) and the oldest alder tree for quite a large area of this region. Not cutting those. I've been an active member of the National Association of State Foresters for over 15 years now and in the process of restoring our chunk of land for forest health and animal habitat.
When we first moved to the West Coast, we were impressed by the massive maple leaves (like, bigger than a dinner plate). I was sure they must be a different species of maple than I was used to seeing, so I looked it up. Oh. Big leaf maple. They sure put a lot of effort into naming those.
I have a 1936 Tudor that is framed with first growth Douglas Fir. Hard as a rock and nearly impossible to saw.
Haa, yup. I built a hot rod from a '34 Chevy Standard that the body was framed with pine that I could barely cut with a sawzall and virtually impossible to drill.
When I was married we lived in the first suburb where you had to apply to Council to cut a tree down. We had gum trees around 150 feet everywhere. All you saw was treetops not grey/slate coloured rooves. It was lovely and walking was the preferred option . You could only cut one down if it threatened your home water system and pipe. We had to part with one then replaced it with a Jacaranda tree with beautiful purple leaves.
And the leaf on the Canadian flag, of course. No need to overthink a name, sometimes. Sugar maple. Tan oak. Redwood. Crooked river. The Big Island... I think many of our ancestors were very down-to-earth people, in many languages and cultures...