Phloem tissue just under ash tree bark showing ash bark beetle damage, causal agent for the extinction of ash trees in connecticut. The beetles are the vector for a biological disease, but no tree can survive this type of attack. Human-induced Darwinism at work. Humans are destroying their own environment. We are doomed!
So what can individual Americans do about climate change? Vote republicans out of office! Did you see the news today? We are the only country in the world that disagrees with climate change. Siding with oil companies, coal companies for votes, tRUMP exposes his small minded approach to governance and does nothing towards reversing this horrible trend of global warming. This bark beetle is one of the many symptoms, how much more proof does tRUMP need?
If you got married, had kids, you must have a heart and a vision for their future. You changed diapers, corrected homework, taught right from wrong. You’ll see them marry and have kids of their own. What environmental future do they have though? If you have paid any attention to the nonpartisan news, you already know we are threatened as a species! Our grand children will inherit an unrecognizable planet. What do we do about it? We vote that tRUMP into office, light our huge houses, drive those stupid big SUVs, use plastic with no regard for what happens after we chuck it away for removal.
Bring this stuff up at a party, your friends will look at you like you have five heads. At some point, though, it will be on everyone’s minds.
....is easier done than said. No typo. Do what you do well at work or what’s the point of doing it? Income? Ok, good answer for some but not for me. My job is my passion, the subjects of my passion get my love and attention. Income is secondary. Important yet comes second.
Ive told the owner of this nursery for decades about my feelings towards this particular tree. It’s RARE. It’s sexy. It’s unique. It’s PERFECT in all ways, or it used to be.
This nursery owner did not one thing that I told him to do to care for this tree to see to it that it passed through his fingers into the next generation’s possession and care.
I told him to feed it with 50lbs Harrell’s. He didn’t.
I told him to treat it with merit. He didn’t.
I told him to have a tree surgeon trim it, he did it himself- SHITTY JOB he did too.
I told him to put a foot of raw wood chips in a 40’ circle at the base- he didn’t.
I told him to keep cars away but when I was there two days ago five cars were parked under it.
Its his tree, he can do whatever the hell he wants to to that tree. But in a larger sense, that tree belongs to all of us, and we want our lives filled with art, love, magic, history, awe. I always let people know when they own deadly trees as well as artistic specimens. This guy, even though he is in the nursery business, must be in it for the money, not the passion.
As as far as this tree goes, though, his lack of passion is a loss for anyone who has come to love that tree as they drive by. It WAS a unique form of weeping cherry. Here is a sad song to commemorate the soon -to-be-death of this tree:
I have spent my entire life working at this nursery. I do not have an answer to the migration/ immigration issue in our country. If many senates and congresses can’t solve these issues, I certainly can’t.
But what is glaringly obvious to me is the utter lack of humanity our president has right now for us and for others who share this planet with us. It wasn’t that way four years ago, ten years ago, thirty years ago. It started with tRUMP’s election campaign and has continued unabated ever since. I think presidents who have passed before us would be entirely appalled and disgusted at what we have become. Republicans and Democrats alike in previous administrations would have never have stooped to such a low moral standing as we witness in daily news reports having to do with the actions of the current pathetic administration.
I believe our country is in the worst moral position ever as far as I can remember, and it’s going to take a lot of time and the efforts of many many people to undo the damage that tRUMP has done to us as a country and as a people.
I was absolutely disgusted seeing pictures of ragged people getting tear gassed as they ran away from American made home grown racism on our southern border this week. Mothers carrying diaper-clad babies running for their lives away from our “tough and rugged men of the border patrol.” I would love to see how tough they are when confronted by people armed like they are. I bet they would run like crying children- what a bunch of assholes. See poor people with babies from atop razor wire 20’ fencing- shoot them with tear gas, of course! Playground bullies with tRUMP as their leader. If you object to what I said above, sorry- NOT.
Is this the very best that we as a nation can muster up as a welcome mat for the most depressed, desperate, and scared people in the world??? Tear gas, bullets, razor wire, soldiers??? Fighting mothers, babies, teenagers? Who are we?
Here is our cowardly lying president, once again, fostering, nurturing, culturing human misery to further his race baiting tactic to stoke the flames of racism so his small-minded supporters can chant “MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!!!” Foam frothing in the corners of their mouths. I’m disgusted. You need to be too. You aren’t? If this does not anger you then maybe it’s time to pay close attention to the news- ANYTHING EXCEPT FOX NEWS...maybe even consult the Bible at this time of the year. Jesus was a refugee also. Consult your religion if you need to. I’m not religious but on this issue, don’t need to be. Intelligent compassionate people don’t treat others poorly like tRUMP does all the time.
tRUMP knew for months that these masses were coming. We as a country and he as a “leader” had time to come up with a plan. Where are the tent cities that other countries provide when these things happen? Where is the food, medicine, doctors, shelter, asylum processing centers, busses to take them home if they don’t qualify?
Absent true cerebral functioning, the best tRUMP can muster up is soldiers, tear gas, razor wire, bullets. My kid could do better than this- he is 14yo. He could have done better at three years old. Trump and his fellow pathetic humans were not raised by their mothers properly. My kid was raised well, he would never in a thousand years treat people less fortunate than us like that person in the White House treated those people. SHAME! Shame on him but above all, shame on us for allowing it!
By sending troops, authorizing lethal force (ACTUAL BULLETS!!!), laying out razor wire, shooting them with tear gas, our coward president has shown that he is not capable of showing the emotions required by us as a nation to lead us, to lead the world, to show us as a country how to treat our neighbors.
When I discuss this with other people, it’s really surprising how many of them don’t care at all. Maybe I shouldn’t care either. But I can’t help it! They say “who is going to pay for the doctors, tents, food?” as if that’s the more important issue, a concern that’s valid but shallow. Bill the country of origin! United Nations funds, unicef! We pay a lot of money into world crisis organizations , time it came back to us. Worry about the goddamn money LATER, care for those poor people first!
Failing at the act of human compassion in his treatment of these poor human beings, he once again (how many times is this now?) also fails as a man, as a leader, and as our president. tRUMP and his fellow asshole republican cowards represent the very lowest form of humanity- vote them to the curb in 2020.
This is a really talented group- lots of strange and interesting songs. The gift of compassion for others is what we as a country find it hard to show for others recently.
Our country treats Latin American asylum seekers like animals. This little girl died of neglect under the watchful eye of the border patrol. Her father is distraught, as we all would be. I figure that if you put a human being in jail, then you as a society are responsible for the health, safety, and well-being of that prisoner. This comes on the heels of the courageous border patrol tear-gassing helpless mothers and children.
The boy died of the flu
Racist tRUMP takes this opportunity to politicize the deaths and blame them on left wing democrats. What a despicable person he is.
I was in remedial English in college. I never understood why I found it so hard to write stuff for the teacher. I didn’t care I guess. Maybe I never had an inspiring teacher. Maybe I was a lazy good for nothing typical American student who took everything for granted. I dunno!
At lunch after graduating college I would go to the corner deli and get my milk and my RB on rye with lettuce, tomato, mustard, mayo, salt n pepper, oil and vinegar.
Often I would see a NYT with an interesting article on the cover so I would buy that too and read whilst feasting. It became a habit, then a passion. Food for my tummy, food for my brain.
The Times brought the world into my head in a way nothing had ever penetrated my soul before. I saw how the English language was supposed to be used, how grammar worked, the strength of written imagery, creativity, and intelligence. This appreciation/education occurred slowly over a long period of time, one sandwich at a time. How can a NYT author make obscure foreign/national news items interesting to a blue collar worker?
NYT authors helped me digest and understand politics, helped me cut through the utter bullshit politicians wish for you to believe (I do not need their help sorting through tRUMP’S total BULLSHIT- I had him figured for a fool and an ass**** after I heard him speak for the first time).
Reporters slap us in the face with sobriety sometimes, and I welcome their help!
This article caught my eye, dunno why, but shortly after I started reading it I realized it was written by an author that I have always strived to be like. She tells two stories, maybe three at the same time, hard to understand if you only think about raking leaves- pure genius.
I am going to write her a letter thanking her for this article, then join the NYT as a subscriber!
A Quitting math teacher handed this letter out Friday before he was escorted out of the school.
I think its it’s one of the most intelligent and well written pieces that I have read in a very long time.
Wait- why is such an obviously intelligent thinker not teaching our kids any more? What’s wrong with Trumbull???
Sounds like something is amiss in the famous Trumbull Educational District. Sounds like, if what this guy says is true, that the administration does not care about our kids, only how the district scores!!!?
What do we do with this now?
I know this letter is full of truths from first hand experience. My kid was/is having trouble in math so I told him I want to see his tests. Kyle said I can’t see them. I said why not? Because the teacher won’t let the kids take the tests home.
“Why not” I thundered???
He did not know why- just that tests are shown to the kids for ten minutes and returned to the teacher never to be seen ever again.
Additionally, they DO NOT grade nor even look at the homework. All a kid has to do it put XXX in the box for the answers and they get a 100% grade on all homework, then when they get the test scores back, it could be a 58% or a 72%... HUGE disparity between now and when I was a student and the teacher actually (actually!!!) taught! This is NOT FAIR though to teachers. They are ordered to do this and that by the school administration and even if they object, the teachers are basically told to do it or leave. I know for a fact that the Trumbull High School principal is a really great person and has our kids best interest in mind but he is told exactly what to do also.
I hope the teacher who left goes on to teach kids in a school system whose Administrators really care about its students.
The worst time of the year for plants is summer drought time, so my favorite time to plant lawns and plants/trees is as far away from hot time as possible, even if it is in December or winter time.
Our industry has has done a very poor job in getting this point out there to the general public. Why plant in spring? Because you are sick of being inside, and you want to get out there and do stuff for the yard! Course, understandable!
Yet the biggest problem with our industry is that we all think like people and not like plants. When we think like trees do, we are in sync with them, and can provide for them to help them maximize their genetic potential.
The best example is feeding plants and trees. Almost nobody comes to me to buy food in the fall. Why? Cause people think the landscape is dormant. Why? It’s “people cold” and there are no leaves on the trees, people are more dormant, so plants must be asleep too right? HELL NO!
The birches out in front of the street expand their trunks more from oct-April than any other time of the year. Bark sheds off like crazy! They AINT dormant! Roots on our trees grow like crazy all winter, same on everything else too.
At the same time these plants are really active, there is record precipitation in the form of rain, sleet, and snow. The soil becomes nutrient-poor, and the plant’s ability to do its thing is limited. Fall feeding is really really important if you wish to maximize potential for performance during the “visible growing season.”
Fall planting and fall feeding are two great examples of how to shy away from thinking like a human when thinking about your landscape. The more you think like a tree the better able you are to have a great relationship with your yard.
I used to push him so hard he would swing way way up to the tops of the evergreen trees. Sometimes there would be one of his friends on it also, scared out of his mind. Not easy to push such a big tire so high- tiring (pun intended)!
I carelessly climbed that ladder with tears in my eyes and a serrated kitchen knife in my hand to free the tire from the tree and the tree from the tire. Some parents are better at turning pages than I am. I went to bed to write this and was sad as I chose my words. Must be daylight savings time-type lack of sun sadness.
Now when I look at that tree I will see Quercus rubra in all its stately glory, yet I will always feel that something is missing, kinda like the boy in puff the magic dragon.
That little kid is grown up, and that tree has gone back to being just a nice tree.