woodcutters

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five thirty -
the woodcutters chainsaw
sounds deep in the forest



Friday, 9th of July

They start early to avoid the daily heat.
Lying in my bed,
I hear the huge stems creak and fall, one after the other.

How will the pine forest below look
when I go up and look out of the window?


Well, it seems the forest is loosing teeth.

Even the hawk kept circling many times over the spot,
wondering at what happened to his hunting ground.






Friday, 16th of July

They stopped for three days, due to strong rain.
This morning, they were back at six ... and the forest is loosing more shape.


Tuesday, 20th of July
They are back every morning ...
We see a huge truck carrying the long stems out of the valley.

And more sounds of splitting wood
and thudding on the ground.



five thirty -
the chainsaw sounds again
deep in the forest




Wednesday, July 21





Friday, July 30
They have been working almost every morning.
Today again, at 5:30 the chainsaw started ...



I wonder how the trees on this mountain feel when they hear the sound?
And see their tree friends fall down one after the other ?


birdsong -
again and again
the same song


chainsaw -
again and again
the same sound





In the afternoon, I took a walk to the cutting area.




Wood waiting for transportation










to kill a tree -
the mind goes
in circles



to kill this tree -
life grows
in circles


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concave or convex -
the mind still goes
wondering

(for my haiku friends)


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Now on August 8









clouds
looking like mountains -
peace on earth






August 17
They are back, more noisy than ever ...





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Here is a story send by a friend about a
WOODCUTTER

One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch off a tree above a river, his ax fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked,
"Why are you crying?" The woodcutter replied that his ax had fallen into the water, and he needed the ax to make his living.

The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden ax. "Is this your ax?" the Lord asked.
The woodcutter replied, "No."

The Lord again went down and came up with a silver ax. "Is this your ax?" the Lord asked.
Again, the woodcutter replied, "No."

The Lord went down again and came up with an iron ax. "Is this your ax?" the Lord asked.
The woodcutter replied, "Yes."

The Lord was pleased with the man's honesty and gave him all three axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.


Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river.

When he cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked him, "Why are you crying?"

"Oh Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!"

The Lord went down into the water and came up with Jennifer Lopez. "Is this your wife?" the Lord asked.

"Yes," cried the woodcutter.

The Lord was furious. "You lied! That is an untruth!"

The woodcutter replied, "Oh, forgive me, my Lord.
It is a misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no' to Jennifer Lopez, You would have come up with Catherine Zeta-Jones. Then if I also said 'no' to her, you would have come up with my wife. Had I then said 'yes,' you would have given me all three. Lord, I am a poor man, and am not able to take care of all three wives, so that's why I said yes to Jennifer Lopez."

The moral of this story is:
Whenever a man lies,
it is for a good and honorable reason, and for the benefit of others . . .


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