"O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!"
That quotation came back to me as I explored a development in the remnants of a forest in Middle Sackville.
It's interesting how we peddle the myth of country living,
to people who probably never went there,
and who don't care what has been destroyed so that they can build their Franken homes on cleared, treeless lots.
Sigh ...
