#Planting Trees

[adventuresofalgy]

Algy flew around the frosted garden, which despite the bright winter sunlight lay mainly in the shade, for the early January sun still travelled so low in the sky that the rocky hills which surrounded Algy's home prevented it from reaching much of the lower levels, and every tree and bush cast a deep black shadow many times as long as its height.

This also meant that if the winter sunshine did hold any heat at all, it failed to warm the ground, or the plants and creatures which dwelled upon it, and so the penetrating chill of the frost made Algy's tail feathers tingle every time that he stopped to rest.

But as he fluttered here and there, trying to keep warm, Algy suddenly noticed a bright green spark among the pale, frosted grasses, and notwithstanding the icy stinging in his nether parts, he paused for a while in wonder, for a tiny, fresh green spruce sapling was pushing its way up into the light as though it were a balmy day in spring and not the depths of the wild west Highland winter.

Of course it was growing in the wrong place, for once it grew to adulthood it would tower over everything in the vicinity, so Algy knew that when the weather improved his assistants would have to move it to a more suitable location. But for the moment he simply marvelled at its resilience and courage, and he lingered for a few moments longer to quote some lines of a poem he had remembered to the brave little tree, and provide it with some words of fluffy encouragement:

Our last connection with the mythic. My mother remembers the day as a girl she jumped across a little spruce that now overtops the sandstone house where still she lives; her face delights at the thought of her years translated into wood so tall, into so mighty a peer of the birds and the wind. Too, the old farmer still stout of step treads through the orchard he has outlasted but for some hollow-trunked much-lopped apples and Bartlett pears. The dogwood planted to mark my birth flowers each April, a soundless explosion. We tell its story time after time: the drizzling day, the fragile sapling that had to be staked.

[Algy is thinking of the first two stanzas of the poem Planting Trees by the 20th century American writer John Updike.]

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[oatmealaddiction]

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Permaculture Instructor Andrew Millison visits the largest reforestation project in the world in the Southern Indian States of Tamil Nadu and Karnataka with the Isha Foundation, founded by Sadhguru. Andrew spent 5 days traveling around the Cauvery River watershed looking at the work of the Isha Foundations' Cauvery Calling project, touring farms, nurseries, temples, and talking with Isha's field agents. Andrew then went to Isha's ashram in Tennessee and was able to directly question Sadhguru about the project.

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[letmebefrowny2]

Thank you Ecosia search engine for not being fucking idiots

[abandoned-as-mustard]

I downloaded a plant 😄

Apparently 6 months ago I pinched some acorns, planted them, forgot about them and now my mum asks me why we're growing oak trees. Shock surprise OMG.jpeg

They're these absolute sticks with full sized leaves. It's so cute and hilarious. I've walked past them dozens of times without even realising they'd already sprouted, because to adhd brain they're part of the furniture. I'd long since stopped bothering to water them, and then Melbourne went and had one of the wettest winters ever to keep them nice and moist for me.

I'd mixed them with sphagnum moss that I'd originally intended for orchids. And I've still failed to grow any actual orchids with that moss.

The pot on the right has actually 2 saplings.

[chocolattefeverdreams]

Decided to check out Ecosia today, I'll try to now use it as much as I can for school.

[ewspconsultancy]

Trees and their Roles in Permaculture Designs

Trees are of course very important elements in many permaculture designs. The specific roles that they can play, however, can be many and varied, and trees must always be used in the right places, and within the right type of design, to achieve the right results. Tree planting is almost invariably talked about as a good thing. But there are different types of tree planting and not all are…

[covenawhite66]

Wollemi pines (Wollemia nobilis) have been found the Cretaceous era and were thought to be extinct. 60 Wollemi pines trees were found in Wollemi National Park.

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[murphysletsdraw]

Rot! Rot! Rot! (gouache) Old wood and fungi, wonderful things to paint. This will be my postcard print for March. Join my postcard club on Patreon if you'd like this mini print in the mail - link in my pinned post!!

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[bumblebeeappletree]

We're searching Scotlands Highlands to find and bring back a rare habitat, Mountain Birch.

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[readingbeneaththemaple]

They say planting things is the embodied act of optimism, because to plant a seed is to hope for a future in which the plant will thrive.

That sort of optimism feels very far away in this moment, but maybe there is still hope to be found. Maybe, in focusing on the journey instead of the destination, the long-term of it all can be less important.

We planted a cherry tree. If we focus not on the bountiful harvest of cherries we might have in twenty years, but the act of planting and pruning and nurturing in the warm summer months of this year, then there can be—if not optimism—than at least some peace for the moment.

I’ve been trying to tell myself that it’s okay to focus on the things which are within my control, when everything else feels so chaotic, and my home and my garden are two things which can provide that comfort, so long as I avoid over thinking it. Manual labor and time spent outside are two of my preferred methods of avoiding spiraling thoughts.