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 :)
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 :)