I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may

[sovay]

We never heard back about the broken central air which I had to repair myself, but apparently the time could be found to send contractors to scythe down almost every green thing on the property. There was a mulberry tree in the back yard which I had been enjoying as it fruited. Now it's a naked raw stump in a buzz-cut of brown stubble. A rose-tree in our driveway had been nodding its green shade against my office window and reaching its leaves up to the casement in the bathroom and it's gone, too. Nothing is left in the back except the lilac which looks crisped and desolate and some thin ornamental with the yew trees in the front. We weren't warned. The house doesn't look landscaped, it looks slaughtered. I had seen squirrels and birds in the mulberry. I had just taken some pictures of our wild yard and spatch had taken some pictures of me in it. The black swallow-wort they could uproot any time, but I had been photographing that rose for almost three years now, growing like a metaphor from the cracks in the concrete gutter.

Comments

[kenjari]

Ugh, that is so unnecessary - it is perfectly possible to clean up an overgrown yard without going scorched earth.
It does remind me how a couple years ago at the college where I work there was such an outcry after facilities cut down a few trees (for good reasons - they had some kind of blight) that from then on whenever they need to remove a tree or any other large shrubbery, they now send around an email explaining the reasoning.
Also, here's a very relevant and excellent punk song: Flowers From Concrete

[sovay]

Ugh, that is so unnecessary - it is perfectly possible to clean up an overgrown yard without going scorched earth.

We thought so! It was done last year. There were still trees afterward.

Also, here's a very relevant and excellent punk song: Flowers From Concrete

Very much appreciated, thank you!

"Peaced and pulverized by nature's design . . ."