I’m ending this week’s celebration of London’s trees on a note of caution rather than triumph. It’s May and yet evidently the contractors were still out with the chainsaws, certified to butcher, but untrained in the when and how of tree surgery.
Fortunately most of our urban trees are amazingly resilient to these untimely ravages but just because they manage to refoliate before the summer, does not mean that overall there will not be a weakening of the energy required to resurrect themselves each time.
Talking of which, I’m taking a break to have my own surgery – back when my back is recovered. I only hope I can muster some resilience for myself.