The Wrong One…


Daily Prompt: Publish a post in the style of a favorite author/blogger or photographer.

Quite frankly, I can’t write like anyone else but myself, even if I tried to write like some of my favourites, I would fail dismally.

So, here is what I want to tell you about today, in my own style.  This happened a few days ago,
I love trees and have had many an argument over people wanting to cut them down.  One of the reasons I don’t like my neighbour very much is because when he moved in he cut every tree in his garden down.  I thought that was quite appalling.  Many of us who live in South Africa have electric fences around our homes because they are very necessary.  One of the trees in my garden needed to be taken down unfortunately, because it was causing problems with the electric fencing.  So, faced with a choice of chopping the tree down and the safety of my family you will understand why I chose the latter.
The guys came out, all muscle bound with their tank tops and chainsaws.  They were told which tree to cut down.  I had to leave.  When I came home I had found that they had chopped down the wrong tree.  Some people have found my angst about this quite amusing, I suppose I could see the humour if I looked deep enough, but I just don’t feel like seeing the humour in the whole thing.
I was so angry, but no amount of harsh words or anger would bring the tree back again.

Daily Prompt.


47 thoughts on “The Wrong One…

  1. Kill the bastards if you can and now look carefully at the “victim tree” and prune it to be above the fence line. These bastards will charge you an arm and a leg for their pockets when for half their legal money theft they could prune the tree.


  3. Omg.. I am the same way.. I was walking the other day and saw some sort of gardening place for which and I think it will probaby end up being cleared. And in this fence-divided place, there were so many beautiful pines, big, amazing pines. And I said pointing, look at that, the pine this big took about 30 years to grow and then they cut them down, isn’t that sad? I hate that we can’t just remove them to different place.

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  7. Anyone with any intellect whatsoever will regret the unnecessary cutting down of a tree. There is nothing amusing about your feelings.
    You would be within your rights to demand that a similar tree be replaced there, or damages paid. That might make them more careful in future.

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  9. Make them replace what was wrongly taken here in the states if you take down a wooden lamp pole/electric pole they charge by the FOOT!!!! Hugs

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  11. What a perfect response to “the wrong one” I would have been angry too. I think of trees as feeling pain and their reaching is for life, just as we do. So, you are not alone *hugs*.

  12. Lovely and serene photo Michelle. Love your style and I would have felt the same. Some people just don’t listen. We call them idiots. LOL!

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  15. Oh that is just terrible. I also love tress – my backyard has a very old and massive Oak which in the summer spreads an awning of branches & leaves over the yard- I love to lay down and look up. Unfortunately we have suffered many severe storms in my area in the last few years and many have resorted to taking down older trees as they have fallen on homes in these storms. It is so sad to see them go.

  16. Your writing is very good and I like the way you said this very much. I am so sorry about the tree. I too love trees and it is sad when one has to be taken down. It is more than sad when one is taken down and has no reason to be taken down. Hugs!

Namaste. My soul honors your soul. I honor the place in you where the entire universe resides. I honor the light, love, truth, beauty & peace within you, because it is also within me. In sharing these things we are united, we are the same, we are one.

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