The ancients among us
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This is the sort of thing that fascinates me. This tree may be 1500 years old - amazing!
Towering over 65 feet high, the Angel Oak has shaded John's Island, South Carolina, for over 1400 years, and would have sprouted 1000 years before Columbus' arrival in the New World. Recorded history traces the ownership of the live oak and surrounding land, back to the year 1717 when Abraham Waight received it as part of a small land grant. The tree stayed in the Waight family for four generations, and was part of a Marriage Settlement to Justus Angel and Martha Waight Tucker Angel.
See more here.
When I see old people ... I see them young and climbing the branches of this tree.
It sometimes makes me sad when I realize how much humans have changed the landscape, how little many of us seem to care about the future. We no longer build things to last. We build a store that gets torn down 18 years later and then build the same store two blocks away.
There is a university library out east (sorry I can't remember which one and can't find it via a quick search) that was built in the late 1700s or early 1800s. At the time it was built, oaks were planted on the property; the builders planned ahead for the day when repairs would be necessary.
Why are so many of us in this country and in these times, unwilling or unable to see past next week?
This is the sort of thing that fascinates me. This tree may be 1500 years old - amazing!
Towering over 65 feet high, the Angel Oak has shaded John's Island, South Carolina, for over 1400 years, and would have sprouted 1000 years before Columbus' arrival in the New World. Recorded history traces the ownership of the live oak and surrounding land, back to the year 1717 when Abraham Waight received it as part of a small land grant. The tree stayed in the Waight family for four generations, and was part of a Marriage Settlement to Justus Angel and Martha Waight Tucker Angel.See more here.
When I see old people ... I see them young and climbing the branches of this tree.
It sometimes makes me sad when I realize how much humans have changed the landscape, how little many of us seem to care about the future. We no longer build things to last. We build a store that gets torn down 18 years later and then build the same store two blocks away.
There is a university library out east (sorry I can't remember which one and can't find it via a quick search) that was built in the late 1700s or early 1800s. At the time it was built, oaks were planted on the property; the builders planned ahead for the day when repairs would be necessary.
Why are so many of us in this country and in these times, unwilling or unable to see past next week?
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