Anyway, this lack of adventuring has focussed my mind in more immediate tasks like wood chopping which Im still capable of with only one good leg. It's also got me doing a bit of post Xmas recycling, you know the kind where somehow in the season of jolliness assorted wine bottles appear to inter-breed in the corner of the kitchen. Im sure you will have witnessed this breeding phenomena in your own kitchens, which is particularly rampant in the festive period. Anyway on a recent trip to the tip, I was appalled to see mass carnage going on in public view.
The garden refuse recycling skip was strewn with the dead abandoned bodies of noble firs and spruces, traditional Xmas trees and the odd scots pine. And, yes I was identifying dead trees whilst each home bred bottle went crunch-crash in the recycling, I didn't want to watch them die either. So bad was the tree carnage that limbs could be clearly seen disposed of without much dignity. Appalled at the dreadful serial killings I left the tip in despair. The horrific scene was too much for me, I couldn't bear to document this scene of destruction with a photograph.
A tree's for life you know not just for Xmas.
Then again maybe I'm just jealous of all that potential wood fuel sitting waiting to be composted.......
- Posted using my iPad so excuse the cranky lack of links and photos, I'm probably in bed or on a ferry.
Location:N Ness,Stromness,United Kingdom