As this part of Blacka was two years ago. Returning warblers had begun singing in the trees.
Now we have piles of logs; and silence.
And let's not assume those still standing are safe from the mad fellers. The utterly clueless management will again next year face the prospect of having to find employment for their staff. No respect for natural life means they will be told again to reach for the chain saws.
Tennyson wrote a poem with the title In Memoriam. But it was another of his poems, Tithonus, which began "The woods decay, the woods decay and fall"
That's not the same as the sort of murder we see here.
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