Monday, April 16, 2007

Fix his earth-bound root

Saturday morning, we put two hundred-fifty trees in the ground. Waterford Park in Frederick, MD now boasts the beginnings of new native forest cover. Little more than green twigs, these red oaks, black walnuts, white pines, and sycamores will grow to ultimately regulate storm-water and provide habitat for wildlife.
This forest-to-be is the product of an ersatz tribe of retirees, teachers, students, greens, and local nonprofit-folk. Some of them see the park from their bedroom windows, others drove the better part of an hour to help out. What is significant is that so many otherwise strangers worked together in stewardship of a shared place.
The collective benefits of this park and others like it are manifest in perhaps as many ways as there were people at the planting. Some enjoy watching a Cooper’s hawk patrolling the park. Some want a better place for members of the community to gather. Others see the maxim of Yu the Great, “To protect your rivers, protect your mountains”, played out in the hills around Carroll Creek, wending its way toward the Chesapeake Bay.
For those of my readers who are in earshot of DC, Baltimore, or Frederick, the Potomac Conservancy has more events related to urban forestry and their Growing Native program. For more far-flung readers, I encourage you to find and invest in the common wealth in your own back yard. Like cash in the bank, parks, rivers, streams, and beaches are wealth that can be increased through investment.

4 comments:

WindWhisperer said...

ERD, every time I hear a tree planting story, it cheers up my day because I am a lover of green, literally. Nothing is more peaceful to my mind, body and soul than being immersed in a world of green. That's why I live for camping season, where my love of green becomes a dream come true and I can live and breathe real trees, glorious trees!

E. R. Dunhill said...

windwhisperer,
It’s been nearly a year since I’ve been able to go camping, and then it was with a crowd. I prefer to camp out of a pack, when I can. Work and school, work and school.
How often do you get out?

WindWhisperer said...

Hi ERD, as a passionate camper, quite literally we try to go every weekend from when it's warm enough: usually May through end September. I've been all over Northern Ontario and camping is one thing I never never get tired of. We've had some awesome trips, truly awesome. Camping is even better when you combine with sports like mountain biking and sport fishing. Just talking about it now I can hardly wait.

E. R. Dunhill said...

I find camping or hiking in solitude to be the best times to write. The solace of open spaces, and all.