The Regenerative Power Of Trees

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I try to take a 35-45 minute walk every day. There's lots of reasons for this besides health. I am blessed to live on a beautiful farm that's set on the edge of a forest, so my daily stroll is most regenerative for my vibe.

Seasonality has its place when it comes to my daily constitutional as well. In the late spring, summer, and early fall, I tend to walk several miles on the farm doing chores, but even so, I still manage to fit in my stroll most days, it's good for the mindset.

In the late fall, winter, and early spring, my stroll functions as part of my daily exercise routine as farm chores tend to be more inside in their nature, plus, I am in college and sitting a lot more than I like or am used too.

As Gollum said so delightfully, when it comes to sitting, "We hates it!"

I mean, I don't mind resting, but on Monday through Thursday, and sometimes Friday, I sit in my office chair reading text books, engaging in discussions, and writing all manner of papers and essays. For 4-6 hours straight.

Yep, the walk is necessary.

And it was today on my walk that I felt a swell of gratitude for the trees that inhabit my farm. I truly do adore all the trees here, but especially the stately Bull pine, AKA the Ponderosa Pine.

All of the Bull pines on our farm, are towering giants, and while they aren't as big as the Sitka Spruce or Doug fir of my coastal Alaska youth, they are pretty good size.

Speaking of my Alaska youth, I often find it humorous how much I love trees as my entire family were timber fallers of the most prolific sort.

Perhaps I exist as bit of Universe humor.

I mean, it's not as if I have a problem cutting down a tree. In fact, that was part of the reason for my swell of gratitude as I strolled today. You see, everything has a life cycle, even my giant trees, and they are coming to the end of theirs.

There was a massive fire in these parts in 1910, and judging by the size of my trees they probably germinated after that fire or near to it. So they are over 100 years old. Now, the interwebs say they can live up to 400 years, and that rightly excites me as that means they will outlive me by a fair bit, but since there are so many around here, death is starting to occur.

One of the beasts was hit by lightning a few years ago, and one of them in the barnyard just plain died, but here's the regenerative part, when death happens to a tree on our farm it gets used elsewhere!

This summer the hubs built the high house for the new skeet field and used the chainsaw mill to rip the first bull pine carcass into live edge siding. The scraps will be used to make charcuterie trays and other knick knacks.

And just look at those stairs! Those were made out of a tree that got massacred by laminated root rot.

So, not only do the living trees bring joy to my hobbit-esque soul, the death of the trees brings about projects for the still living as well!

And don't even get me started on just how much I love the sawdust!

All things live, all things expire, and trees, they even go into and create my nice cozy fire. They are just the most wonderful living things!

And as most of the time, all of the images in this post were taken on the author's still rather disgruntled because it fell out of her pocket because she decided to skip a bit on her daily walk like an unrepentant heathen iPhone.

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Well, you learn something new every day! First I thought treehouse, but where's the tree? In all my born days I've never heard of a Skeet Field, High House or Low House. I'm certain that info is going to come in handy sometime, somewhere, somehow.

lol! Your reply made my whole morning! I hear ya though, not a day passes without a wow moment of learning for me too.

Skeet and trap is an awesome all ages sport! I might be bias though, as I live with a nationally ranked skeet and trap athlete (my son) and the hubs is a certified junior coach for both shotgun and small bore rifle. I hope you get a chance to bust some clays on the field one day, it’s pretty glorious!

Me, I mostly grow pumpkins and hang out with cats and the corg, and spend many a weekend watching the boy decimate clays on the field.😁

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"an unrepentant heathen" LOL Skipping no less?

Here, the plains were cleared for tobacco around the time you mention. The only big tree is our oak. There was a maple at the other end of the property but it came down on its own years ago. Why these 2 were spared I don't know. The woods to the north were full of old wires from shade tobacco supports when we moved here in 1983.

In New England it's hard to find stands of old growth, the clear cutting was so pervasive in the 1800's.

😆 okay, so yesterday afternoon a very uncommon thing occurred, I felt good. It also occurs to me that the skipping was probably a side effect of that and now I'm concerned for the world if I feel good all the time lol!

I love hearing about the history of land, and yours is fascinating! I grew up in old growth groves so I have a big curiosity about long settled lands and their stories, most of my existence has been spent in the feral, untamed wilds.

Which might explain the skipping 😉

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So you mean that you take more walks despite the fact that you work very hard?
That’s interesting!

Gotta stuff to do, gotta keep in shape😁

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I used to be a runner, but I'm getting old enough that I really appreciate walking more and more.

You stated it perfectly! I have game night weekly at my EOD Marine buddy's house, and he and I were talking about the one sucky thing about aging is the athletic decline, as he was moving a bit gingerly after his combat fitness class. I used to run everywhere and was an athlete, but I've noticed the recovery from such things is getting a bit more involved, so thank goodness for walking!!

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Walking has magical power. Well, by the way, it's certainly not magic. It's biology and it has neurological and physiological effects on the body.

I'm working a lot right now to grow my business. I feel a lot of stress, not necessarily because of my clients, but especially because of the workload that holding a company represents. My body needs more walking.

I have trouble going out on weekdays to walk. So I'm still sitting. And yet I know it's the worst thing to do.

On weekends, however, I walk a lot. It's not even me who decides to go for a walk, it's my body that demands it. And then I'm much better.

But like you, I should take the time to do it every day. Even half an hour or an hour. So thank you for your thoughts!