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Over the past fifteen years this writer has watched, as a practicing tree lover and consultant, a special aspect of the U.S. population explosion. More and more people are being forced out of their cities and strewn among the suburbs or beyond—into rural villages, old farmsteads, or brave new diggings miles from nowhere. Many of these human transplants become, for the first time in their lives, the owners of trees. Land, grass, shrubbery—these the newcomers can understand and evaluate. Trees of their own are something else-possessions entirely new in kind and caliber. Most new householders value the trees that came with their real estate. How could they fail to when they see so many other sites being stripped of every stick and stump? But they haven't the foggiest notion which of their species are which, or in what condition, or whether anything should be done to improve and preserve them. |
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