I started this drawing months ago but it wasn’t speaking. Today the crows arrived at the Unicorn Tree. Crows are intelligent, adaptable and symbolic of transformation. They also have a somewhat sinister presence. The crows brought the drawing to life and with them came an idea…
My dad told me that the beech trees we see lining many of the roads of Britain were planted after World War 1 to commemorate the dead. So many of these century old trees are now dying.
Why? Ditches not maintained so their roots stand in water or salting the roads damaging tree roots? I don’t know. Many fell during Storm Arwen this week.
Perhaps, following the death of so many during Covid, Britain could follow the inspiration of post World War 1 tree planting with a mass tree planting along our road ways again, so that one day someone else’s dad will tell them the story of why they were planted!