When Gentle Giants Fall

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Today’s Blog Post

When Gentle Giants Fall

Yesterday I published my Blog early and then headed to the gym. After the gym time, it was coffee time. It looked like a great day.

But after 45 minutes of coffee time with some friends I came out to the vehicle to head home. That is when it hit me – this could be real dangerous! Sirens were starting to wail and you just knew something was not good for some one some where. A terrible storm was bearing down on our area and we were in for trouble.

When I arrived home our gentle giant of a tree was groaning under the huge blasts of wind that were tearing at its branches. The wind had to be at least 90 kms per hour – about 55 mph! Or maybe it was more.

I just got breakfast on the table and the power went out – poof! No more toast for mom but the coffee machine had just perked a pot! Hot coffee and cold cereal with bread… Oh boy are spoiled or what!

The small battery operated radio told stories of the downed trees and the power lines that were being pulled down with the weight of these monsters falling.

A drive around the city about two hours later showed what wind can do. Huge trees snapped like match sticks. They came crashing through other trees and taking whole sections of old and young growth out as they headed to the ground.

But what was most significant was the fact that most of these gentle giants, that had stood so long, were rotten inside. Disease had taken its toll in the inside and when the wind it all the strength was gone.

Gentle giants fall when they are no longer able to fight the things happening inside.

What a picture for the way we live! If the inside is kept in good shape, the outside can take anything… almost anything.

But when a Gentle Giant falls hundreds of little and much younger trees meet their end instantly.

How much this is like life.

As we drove around and photographed the trees that were down… there was a sadness in my thoughts. What a tragedy had taken place. Many of these trees had been standing for most of Peterborough’s lifetime. Some had started growing just after the First World War – now they were no more!

There is also another sadness in that I couldn’t bring some of them home to my driveway to carve.

The photos will help you see what our city is dealing with in some areas.

~ Murray Lincoln ~
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