A BIG BATCH OF BIRCH BEER, ANYONE??? 🙂
Birch and pine took the hardest hits from the ice storm of ’14. The frail, sensitive poet and the burly shop teacher in need of a shave hardly spoke before the storm and now they lay side by side on the ground and tumble together in the chipper.
Disaster, the great unifier.
Ice fell evenly from the sky, but some lost a disproportionate share of trees. Others were mysteriously spared, or at least it looks that way to someone just passing through. For every lawn covered in massive branches and entire trunks, there’s one to the side littered only with tidy snow patches. But if you look around, you might notice the white meat of snapped limbs or stumps where great trees once stood.
Some people just tend to their messes quicker.
The trees that huddled together in groves weathered the ice storm the best. It’s possible the ones in the…
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