I climb higher and higher into the white pine, anxious to see my childhood kingdom below. Meadows, streams, boulders. It is the place I feel most at home.
My dad said our new neighbor plans to cut down the tree. Its life-giving needles have created dry spots on his lawn.
Giulietta Nardone has felt a special bond with trees since she was a young child. When she isn’t trying to save them, she writes and paints from her suburban Massachusetts home.
Your story is very powerful in its simplicity. Loved it!
Thank you so much Ruth! Appreciate the read.
What a powerfully sad statement of how we treat the natural world. Great writing!
Hi Amanda, Appreciate the read and the kind comments on the writing.
So sad memories are becoming more and more obsolete…
Edythe, Thank you for reading. Memories becoming obsolete is a sad thought …
Well said….. as trees are falling fast.
Hey Liz! Thanks for stopping by. Makes me think of the need for a tree rescue place …
Simple, elegant and so relevant today as we lose more of the natural world to poorly planned development, greed, and, of course, climate change. Like the two paragraph structure and the ‘punch’ at the end which was not what I expected.
Hi Michael! Am happy you enjoyed my carefully selected 50 words. And the ending. It sort of appeared like a mirage … Thanks for reading …
You created a wonderful visual with so few words. I felt quietly sad that you would lose your beautiful tree.
Arlene, Thank you for reading my little tree story! Yes, this tree represents many trees … And they don’t even have a say in the matter …
So much packed into those 4 sentences!
Thank you Anne!
Beautiful! Almost reads like a haiku ❤️
Judy, thanks for stopping by. I appreciate your comment and that it reads like a Haiku… Fun.
Giulietta,
So well said and so true. This happened to a small grove of beautiful trees in our neighbour’s yard. I was horrified to wake up one morning to the sound of chainsaws and witnessed the last one falling. I cried. When I approached the woman and asked why she had chopped the five healthy large trees down, she said they were messy!!! I was so angry that I immediately planted a large fast growing Leyland Cypress tree on our side of the fence! It will grow to between fifty to seventy feet in less than ten years. Perhaps not the most mature way to handle the situation but I too am devastated by the loss of trees on our Island. To counter my rather childish retaliation I signed on with a conservation group and we helped to save a 23-acre parcel of 2nd growth trees as an Eagle Sanctuary right across the street from our houses. I wonder what she thinks about the very messy forest which is to be left by decree in its natural state. So there!
Hi Jennifer! I like your story about planting some massive trees in the wake of the ones that were executed. In fact, I think it would make a great 50 or 100 word story … Conservation group sounds awesome. Thank you!
lovely!
Jennifer, i appreciate the visit! Thanks.
Hi Julie! It’s amazing for me to think how so few words can conjure up so many happy thoughts and memories … and then … just like that … how the sadness of losing it all can make it all disappear so quickly.
Jan, thank you for the thoughtful comment! Happy you stopped by to read the story.
Simple yet strong. Great writing Julie.
Hello Vijay, appreciate your kind words about Evergreen! Thank you.
Poignant, Julie. 🙏 You are so gifted in writing these short works.
Penelope, thank you for the kind comments. Just love short works!
Trees 🌲 are cool 😎
And so was your story 💕
Mary, yes, trees are cool and keep it cool! Thank you for the read.