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I don't understand them either. The man that bought my grandmother's house cut down her apple orchard and all the trees and flowering bushes from her yard. He rooted out her rose arbor. From that day to this, the place has looked scalped.


Did your friend's marriage survive?

Sarah TX

I idly wonder if this dichotomy goes way back to the pilgrim ancestors who landed on the woody shores of New England and thought, "Yes, this will make GREAT farmland, once we cut down all these trees!" I'm being half-facetious, but I think some people do have a subconscious fear of the seeming-danger of woodlands - you don't know what's hiding in there.

Me, I'm an avowed tree-hugger.


I am a tree hater.

Oh, I don't hate all trees. I'm distinctly fond of trees that are planted in neat lines, or are in regimented places like yards in suburbs, say, or in parks. And the occasional trip to a forest (having grown up in northern Oregon, I know a thing or two about full-on forests) is not necessarily a bad thing.

But I tend to associate trees with suburbs and the countryside, and I tend to associate the suburbs and the countryside with the kids who beat up on me and bullied me when I was a kid. (I'm sure most of them were just acting out because they were being treated badly themselves somehow, but that didn't make it any easier on me at the time.) And how I coped was this: Someday, I said to myself, someday I will live in the heart of a great city and I will read all the finest books and go to art galleries on my lunchbreak and I will so on and so forth and what a pretentious little wanker I was indeed.

And even though I know it's nonsense, and even though honestly I have nothing against a tree on its own, still I find a lot more beauty in the glass and steel center of a great city than in a suburb overrun with trees.

(But then I've never lived anywhere but suburbs and small towns, so maybe I wouldn't even like treeless city life if I had it. So it goes.)

Dave Dell

A tree in the wrong place or the wrong tree in the right place is a weed and needs to be gone. Here in the suburbs on the prairie I'm constantly fixing yards with trees next to houses, growing up in fences, untrimmed for decades until the branches scrape holes in the shingles, etc. The right tree in the right place is a treasure.

I sympathize with the property line problem. It's amazing how their yard is their yard and your yard is their yard.

Doug K

I was wondering the same thing as Linkmeister.. seems like "irreconcilable differences" right there..

love trees in moderation, but hate the trees we have, since they are short-lived aspens and fast-growing cottonwoods that are also quick to die.. $1000 next year, to remove a dying sixty-footer from the back yard, already spent that on its mate two years ago.

Doug K

a soundtrack for the treeless suburbs,

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