from http://www.focs.ca/logging/oldgrowth.asp |
We live near a forested park which is part of the NY Parks Department. She is the gold of this neighborhood and I cannot imagine our lives without her. Here, in a world of traffic, exhaust, pavement and steel-structured buildings, our forest is home to hundereds of tree species, a haven to migrating and local birds. When I walk through her trails I can smell deep woodsy earth, and her soil rich and full of humus. As hundreds of trucks barrel their way down union turnpike, spewing out their exhaust on their way to other parts of the city, her trees inhale the carbon monoxide and exhale pure fresh oxygen for us to breathe.
Yes, I am grateful for The International Year of Forests.
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