A yellow pine weeps resin after being cut down.
Author, poet, freelance writer, rescuer of dogs and cats,animal welfare advocate, hookbill owner, occasional wildlife rehabilitator, chaser of bugs who just loves photography.
my son often asks me why i cry when we walk thru the woods and i see cut trees…..i tell him it’s because no one can hear the TREES cry.
Interesting question. I used to live in Oregon and my heart broke because just past the 20 feet of trees along the road was clearcuts for miles and miles. Awful.
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