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Trees and Suburbs and a Nuance.

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 A tree in the suburbs… found near what was once a two lane road.

 

There is a nuance to the outlying areas of cities. Quietly and with subtle dominance, the city found a little two lane road. Just a regular two lane road that has graduated into a six lane thoroughfare. Ahh…the delights of life in the suburbs of a big city…too much traffic.

What happened to the farms that flourished just fifteen or twenty years ago? What happened to the rolling hills filled with trees and cows and horses? New neighborhoods. Big houses and big prices. I miss that little road and those green trees swaying in the breeze. I miss the birds and the squirrels and the little nests high up in the branches. I miss the sound of the wind and leaves whistling a familiar yet almost forgotten tune.

Just a few weeks ago, I started thinking about the many changes. I started thinking how the natural beauty of the area was being replaced by perfectly paved streets and winding sidewalks and the sheer perfection of planned landscaping. I was driving down that now six lane road (that could almost be called a highway) when I saw two exceedingly beautiful trees. These trees are on either side of the driveway to a church parking lot. The sunlight shimmered on the blossoms. The blossoms are near symmetrical in their placement on the branches. Why did the trees look so out of place?

The reason why…the trees are quite simply artificial. The comparison of the trees with the new neighborhoods and their nice winding sidewalks was almost too much for me to comprehend. Artificial trees and concrete streets and sidewalks. What happened to hiking trails, naturally flowing creeks and trees to climb?

I drove into the parking lot of the church to get a better look at the artificial trees. I took several pictures. I shook my head in dismay. I suppose that I believe in letting nature be in charge of beauty. I have the feeling that our Heavenly Father intended for us to see even the smallest leaf and the smallest flower growing on a tree.

One of the artificial trees is pictured at the top of this post. I do not think that Joyce Kilmer had artificial trees in mind when she wrote the following poem…

Trees

Written by: Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

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14 thoughts on “Trees and Suburbs and a Nuance.”

    • So ridiculously sad!! I stopped back to look at the trees again today. I wanted to look at the trunks…I read online how the trunks are fitted together. Sure enough…I could tell where the seams are located! As a tree lover, I just cannot handle the thought!

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  3. It is hard to believe how the countryside is shrinking and being filled with concrete. The artificial tree is too much – unbelievable. Nature is my favorite thing in the whole world and like you I hate to see it disappear. I have always loved that poem by Joyce Kilmer.

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