Tribute to fallen friends

I'm trying to be zen about the loss of the trees that surrounded my house until this last week. I know things change, and I'm trying to enjoy the additional light now streaming into my house but I'd rather the trees any day and many tears have been shed by both me and my children. Its amazing how much the loss of the trees is changing my relationship to my house. Those trees used to cocoon us in privacy and nature and the mottled golden light that used to filter through the leaves was so magical and serene :( Today the noise of the chainsaws in stereo was too much to bare so armed with laptops we headed out to work at a cafe only to come home and find that one of the trees on ours side that shouldn't have been touched was also felled. Luckily my partner is livid enough for both of us so I get to be resigned about it instead, its not like they can put it back. Below is the old view through a lounge room window which is now replaced with the concrete block beyond:

Cool breeze brushes my
Sun moistened eyelids

My eyes softly shut
Still so bright

Ancient rhythmic licks
At my knobbly knees

Swirling seaweed
In a giant bubble bath

Beads dripping down my back
Feet slowly sinking deep

Rooted to the spot
I wonder to be a Banyan Tree
 Practising being brave and sharing some of my art journal pages starting with these (more to come over the following weeks).
 Misty inspired.
Flora inspired.


  1. your art is beautiful...i am a hugr tree lover and totally understand the sadness you feel...can you plant something to replace

  2. Thanks Mandy, we will definitely be planting trees to replace the lost ones, either in our garden or somewhere else that needs them.

  3. oh this is really beautiful.
    thank you for sharing.

  4. Wow, thanks for being brave and sharing your pages! Gorgeous.

    How sad to lose one of your own trees to the developers, though. I hope they at least try to make it right by you.

    {oh, I found you through Bindu's site, fellow 21-er...}

  5. I was going to leave a comment even before I saw your beautiful "Flora inspired" painting - LOL.

    As you can see I have branches growing out of my head so I am pained by your loss.

    What I really wanted to say is that two days ago I heard what I thought was a chainsaw and went racing outside to make sure no-one was chainsawing one of the giant trees out back.

    I got very worked up about the whole thing, not least my sudden angry protectiveness!

    All was fine and it was only a hedge-cutter.

    Saw you on Bindu's list and clicked through - very glad I did.

  6. Beautiful work.

    And, I know how you feel.

    When I was 14 years old I planted a tree in the backyard of my mom's house. I watched it grow--and it became a huge, lovely, beautiful tree.

    A few months ago--twenty years later since I planted it, my mother insisted on cutting it down. I live 2000 miles away--but I could still hear the chain saw, and I cried terribly to think it is gone.

    Big hugs.

  7. Thank you everyone for your comments. Its amazing how deeply everyone feels this pain over the trees. It gives me great hope.


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