Not to distract from lovely buffy but those olive trees are just gorgeous.
Trees like Olives and oaks fascinate me.
I remember being in Portugal and asking a old farmer ‘what do you think how old that olive is?’ -‘Probably around 600-800years’… That tree was standing there, witnessing the reconquista. That’s mind-blowing to me.
I’ve got a super healthy 150+ yo oak, probably planted around when the place was built. It’s only like 2 meters from the side of the house, and heavily overhangs it, which is glorious for shade, but probably not great overall. I’d love to core it and find out how old it really is, but I don’t want to risk the damage.
I’m sure, given the way it split trunks, and how the one half of the trunk is growing with the prevailing wind, it’s going to partially come down eventually and do major damage to the house, but I refuse to cut it until that happens; it hasn’t fallen for 150 yrs, why assume it’ll happen next year? I consider it part of the house because it’s in literally every picture of the place I’ve ever seen.
It’s nowhere near as cool as 600-800 yrs, but it makes a person feel very connected to the past all the same. Also it sounds like hail for weeks in acorn years. :)
Yeah it’s a gamble but those trees are so magnificent.
Sometimes it makes me feel small but in a good way, like - no matter this tree was here way before me and will be here when I’m long gone. It’s soothing in a way :)
Not to distract from lovely buffy but those olive trees are just gorgeous. Trees like Olives and oaks fascinate me. I remember being in Portugal and asking a old farmer ‘what do you think how old that olive is?’ -‘Probably around 600-800years’… That tree was standing there, witnessing the reconquista. That’s mind-blowing to me.
They are so cool and to think how massive and old they are is crazy. Here’s a picture of the oldest one on the property my grandparents left me.
And here’s a picture of my aunts across from my house.
That first picture is gorgeous. All your pictures are beautiful, but that one is my favourite.
I came here to tell you your cat has good taste in trees, they have so much character.
The trees and the cats both have so much character, thank you!
I’ve got a super healthy 150+ yo oak, probably planted around when the place was built. It’s only like 2 meters from the side of the house, and heavily overhangs it, which is glorious for shade, but probably not great overall. I’d love to core it and find out how old it really is, but I don’t want to risk the damage.
I’m sure, given the way it split trunks, and how the one half of the trunk is growing with the prevailing wind, it’s going to partially come down eventually and do major damage to the house, but I refuse to cut it until that happens; it hasn’t fallen for 150 yrs, why assume it’ll happen next year? I consider it part of the house because it’s in literally every picture of the place I’ve ever seen.
It’s nowhere near as cool as 600-800 yrs, but it makes a person feel very connected to the past all the same. Also it sounds like hail for weeks in acorn years. :)
Yeah it’s a gamble but those trees are so magnificent.
Sometimes it makes me feel small but in a good way, like - no matter this tree was here way before me and will be here when I’m long gone. It’s soothing in a way :)