November

 

November

November's icy breath blows in

Stripping trees of their golden dresses

And leaves them to shiver in their nakedness.

And then in effort to atone,

Makes fiery sunsets to warm the sky

And trees, as black lace silhouettes,

        stand in relief.

2016

(from the book Discoveries In The Dark by Doris Potter)

© Doris Potter

Update on the Cooper's hawks and the trees

If you recall, the administration of the cemetery where the hawks were nesting had marked two trees flanking the "nest tree" for felling but actions were taken to allow the hawks to fledge safely and take to the skies.  See earlier post here 

Below is a photo of one of the young hawks that was taken in late October.  I haven't seen the parents or the other four juveniles but that is not a cause for alarm since this seems to be their pattern.  Actually I hope this guy has decided to migrate as the weather is quite cold now.

Some interesting activities have happened regarding the trees.  For one thing, red tapes have been taken off some trees and put on others.  It seems willy-nilly to  me and I can see no reason for the change of targets (in terms of the condition or location of the trees).

As for the two trees mentioned earlier, they have not been felled but did remain marked (red tape on trunks) until a film crew arrived on November 6th to film a scene involving a burial.  This in itself was interesting and I tried to discover what the TV show or movie was, but I could not find anything to indicate that.  However I read on the Internet that the show "Transplant" is currently filming in Montreal.  In any event, I noticed that the red tapes were removed!  I figured it may have been just for aesthetic reasons and that they might re-appear after the actors and crew, etc. had left.  But they have not been put back and suddenly red tape has appeared elsewhere on the grounds (see photos).

This is a pole.  It hold up wires and a light.  It does not normally get "felled".

This is a metal pole.  It holds up a light.  

Again, not something that is normally cut down.

I would like to think that someone is making a statement about the killing of so many trees that has occurred within the cemetery and on the surrounding grounds.  I hope the cemetery authorities get the message!

I'm Seeing Red - Literally and Figuratively

 

I'm sorry to say that this is an angry and sad posting.

Everywhere I look these days, I am seeing red.  Tree trunks are sprayed with red paint or encircled by red tape and it is distressing.  It seems as though there has been all this pent up frustration during the pandemic that is now being unleashed and trees are falling at an alarming rate.  And the vast majority are not dead or diseased trees. 

The photo above shows three felled Eastern Cottonwood trees (many decades old) at the edge of a dirt road behind CEGEP Saint-Laurent (Saint-Laurent College).  I was shocked to see them marked for cutting and tried to reach out to the college before they all came down but to no avail.  No one would reply to me. This is a college which boasts of a spiritual connection with the Environment and has achieved the "Excellence level" of the province's "CEGEP Vert" certification. 

And this was just the beginning.  Chainsaws have been roaring on the campus for close to two months now.  Young, healthy Maple trees are being cut down, bushes are being ripped out, and vines are being torn down.  Nesting birds are given no consideration and many mammals (voles, rabbits, groundhogs and squirrels) have lost vital cover to protect them from predators.

I was not the only person disturbed by all this destruction and in my many walks in the area, I met others who lamented the killing.  Someone wrote the trees' ages on their stumps.  

I was inspired to write as well.  The first one says " Why? Pourquoi?", and the second one says " Why did you kill me?"

Below is another view of the three slain Cottonwoods.

And then there was a healthy Maple tree in which I had photographed Warblers, Cardinals and Eastern Phoebes among its branches this spring.  It also gave shelter to an Eastern Cottontail under its low slung branches.  Below are before and after shots.

I contacted the mayor of Saint-Laurent on this issue to find out what was happening and he told me that the college had applied for permits to cut down 16 trees.  He said the applicant is supposed to declare them to be dead, diseased or posing a safety threat.  I don't see that here!

These killings, combined with at least 7 trees slated for cutting in the Saint-Laurent Cemetery, plus 2 more on private land nearby and 5 more in city green spaces, have made this a very sad summer.

The only positive note was the protection of the hawks (see previous post) but that, too, involves the killing of trees – it is just a delayed execution.

Here is a poem I wrote a few years ago:

The Cutting

Chainsaws roar and spit.

Helpless – trees submit

to the death machines.

No one intervenes.

Standing in silence.

Facing the violence.

Without a choice.

Without a voice.

Left where they lie

to slowly die.

Stumps jut through 

leafy branches ...

Instant tombstones – 

with rings as

poignant epitaphs.

(from the book Discoveries In The Dark by Doris Potter)

© Doris Potter