This morning there has been a huge flock of corellas flying around the town. There are always a few, and I am aware of their plague proportions in farmers' fields as grain crops are being sown. I understand the damage that a large flock of birds can do... it's reminiscent of the bat colonies near fruit crops in other places that I've lived. I am also aware that the populations of some species have been able to increase as their food supplies became easier... something like humans who have done much the same thing.
As I watered the tiny vegetables this morning though, I heard a chainsaw whining away. There's been a lot of that lately. Neighbours have cut most of the large trees in this area... some for houses, and some just to have a tidy yard with no leaves on the pathways.
I have a self seeded redgum that has planted itself on the other side of my vegetables...
Its parents are here too..... preventing any fruit trees from getting a "foothold" in my yard. Large trees are greedy for water. I can grow vegetables, but not fruit trees.
Chief Seathle must have been when he made his speech (this is the oldest version, written from notes taken at the time, though Seathle didn't speak English and the speech was translated through two languages at the time, apparently.)
In looking up the speech again, I couldn't help but be impressed with this statement....
.... and wonder how long "our tribe" will ride this current wave.
... sounds more like a Buddhist text, but it makes me wonder when our civilisation will grow up, metaphorically speaking.