On the first cold Saturday of the season, I took a stroll through Boston Common (my new backyard) and found city workers busy as bees, hacking down some of Boston's nicest old trees.
Unfortunately, I am not a girl scout and I failed my wilderness badge at summer camp, so I cannot tell you the type of tree (although, if you do have this special "natural" talent, you may be able to decipher this from the photos of the trunks). Honestly, I was shocked at the width of the trunks (I have yet to see California Redwoods with my own eyes) and the beauty of the rings, which emanated from the core of the trunk- like waves rippling in a pool.
I thought to myself, "Where are the tree-huggers, the environmentalists?" Where is the media in all of this? Perhaps I have missed a whole slew of articles published and stories aired on the tree massacre happening in the nucleus of our metropolis. Or, people have decided to follow the modern day trend of "don't ask, don't tell." If either of the latter answers rings true, I think it's a pity.
By Catherine Moore, camorous@gmail.com
