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August 5, 2010

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  1. August 5, 2010 9:26 am

    Ugh. Is this a beech or aspen? Why do people do this? My Dad would say we should brand everyone who feels it necessary to carve their name in a tree.

    • August 6, 2010 8:10 am

      It’s a beech in Buffalo. And I really don’t know…

  2. August 6, 2010 7:17 pm

    that was one of the copper beech trees originally planted by olmsted (yes, that one!) at the erie botanical garden in south park, wasn’t it…? looks like there were many who felt obligated to make an indelible mark on the history of this tree.

    • August 9, 2010 10:32 pm

      I know! And there I was without my pen knife…

  3. August 8, 2010 6:00 am

    Beeches seemed to have evolved for this purpose

  4. Kim permalink
    August 25, 2010 6:33 am

    Reminds me of a recent trip to South Carolina, where our ritual of a nighttime walk on the beach to find ghost crabs was ruined by running into several large families of tourists from the south (based on the accents) who had buckets full of ghost crabs, some living, some already dead. Ghost crabs are small, inedible to humans, not particularly aesthetic, and don’t even make good bait, unless you’re trying to poach a great blue heron. Given the ghost crabs’ lack of obvious utility to humans, I asked the tourists what they were planning to do with their crabs. The answer was a deafening silence. They just picked up the crabs because they could, not thinking or caring about what it did to the local crab population, the ecology of the beach, or the food chain.

    Some evolutionary psychologist would undoubtedly tell a BS story about how humans evolved to make their marks on the land, whether it’s taking a bucket of ghost crabs to throw into a landfill the next day or carving a wound on the bark of a beech. I think the answer is closer to your next post: too many people live in cities, where the disconnect to the source of food (human or otherwise) is so great that they lose knowledge of nature, let alone any feeling of ownership over it.

    Keep fighting the good fight, one garden at a time.

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