August 29, 2012

when progress hurts

Some days I feel like Pocohontas... {even though I am not related to her, like some people I know.}
When your morning ride goes from this...

to this...

I want to wrap every tree in yellow ribbon and sing at the top of my lungs...

You think you own whatever land you land on {ok, they probably DO...}
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name

How high will the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon 

We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind
(from Disney's Pocohontas)

It just makes me sad... especially when I see an osprey sitting atop a telephone pole surveying the destruction... and maybe even more so when I drive back home and see that the osprey has now reconstructed a nest on that same pole.  And it reminds me... of some very special trees that were cut down on our old preschool playground, and the tears that welcomed me at pick-up time. Of all the things my girl has ever forgotten, Laura has never, ever forgotten that day...

{see Suz? I do have a tint of green in this dessert-loving heart!}


Busy Bee Suz said...

Yep...I saw that too.
You had to mention the osprey? *tear tear*
I love that song and I can't believe you remembered that Pocahontas is my cousin. Kinda.
You have to share with me the special story about the playground trees....although I can kinda guess since the outcome was tears.

Jennifer {Studio JRU} said...

Oh no... that is sad!

Southern Gal said...

Oh, I hate it. They clear cut the land around my parents home and I cried. Some of the oaks were so large they had to have been hundreds of years old. I was going to count the rings on my favorite, but couldn't see through the tears to do it. Sad.

Tina said...

When they cleared the end of Wiggins, Oakley asked me if they were cutting down all the trees in the world. It feels like it.

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