The greenie in me is sad.
We have started getting some trees lopped down in preparation for our extensions. Even though we live in a patch of suburbia, on an averagely small suburban block. (About 680 sq m) – we’ve still had trees around us. And I like it that way. They provide some privacy – screening from the neighbours. Shade. General ambience. And birds.
So it goes against the grain to get rid of any. Well – the native trees anyway. I couldn’t give a stuff about the others – or the tangle of shrubbery (as per our Valentine’s day pruning epic…)
The time has come, though. Time for some of the bigger trees to go.
Five years ago we cleared along that back fence :
but neglected to poison the shrubs we cut down
and it all grew back. And up.
(Where the heck did those casuarinas spring from?!)
So, back to the future – I mean the present- the gum tree – to the right – is not actually in the way of the extensions – but it’s been sick for a while – presumably something like dieback. It’s also right on top of the sewer line that runs along this side of our back fence – and we’ve had some root blockage issues there – so there really wasn’t a choice . It had to go. Even if every other time it died back, and we thought ‘oh dear, I guess we’ll have to cut it down’ it would get all this new growth and provide nice shade on summer mornings.
Like tree euthanasia, really.
So I’m coping with that one going.
We also have to make room in that back left corner of the yard – (like for a trampoline that I had the genius idea of buying last Christmas) – so a couple of scraggy casuarinas in the left corner came down too.
What I’m really sad about though, is the paperbark tree closer to the house. My paperbark. From our bedroom verandah – and indeed our bed – you feel as if you are up in the treetops with the birds!
And, given that it’s on the north side of the block, it makes good shade.
But it’s right in the way of where the new lounge room is going.
And even if the walls could have been designed to miss the trunk, the roots would wreak havoc with the foundations.
The rest is coming down tomorrow.
(Other random smaller trees along that fenceline have also got the chop.)
I’ve been a bit emotional about it all day today.
The only plus (and you’ve got to find pluses, don’t you…?) is that now I can see OUR gumblossoms, that, in their quest for the sunlight, have been adorning the neighbour’s yard.
And on the agenda will be planting nicer native shrubs in other places around the fence line to make up for our environmental vandalism.