Trees are like people, we do not take enough time to appreciate them.
In this series of posts you will discover how trees enhance our lives in so many wonderful ways and how human life is actually dependent on them, so by taking the time to save a tree or three you will actually be changing your life and the lives of our future generations for the better.
I just hope I can inspire as much tree love as possible because trees are truly amazing and majestic beings!
Here is my take on what the world might be like without trees:
The Last Tree Standing
The last Redwood had seen it all.
Sequoia had seen all the trees around her fall, as the great war over what little oxygen and fresh water raged on. It seemed that one group of humans decided if they were not going to survive, then no-one was.
Now there was just a handful of humans left, living underground beneath Sequoia's roots, as that was where the remaining fast diminishing fresh water supply was, in the aquafier she tried to keep to filling to save the human race.
You might ask why Sequoia wanted to save the human race, when humans had cut down all the trees for selfish reasons and a complete lack of respect for their earth. It was way too late when humans finally believed that trees were a key factor in the survival of the earth and therefore them.
These last few humans did have respect and tried to look after Sequoia the best they could and she did the same for them, but it was too late as it wasn't going to be enough, as there were no other trees on earth the climate had changed, which meant that it rarely rained and without rain, even Sequoia could not survive. Although she was hundreds of years old and weathered many wars, and as majestic and strong as she was, she wouldn't be able to survive forever without water.
If only humans had looked after the trees, they would have had the cancer cures that would have saved countless lives and air that was not full of poisonous toxins that had crippled the world with respiratory deaths and then there were the wars over the remaining fresh water and food, where no-one was the winner and the earth was the loser.
The earth was now barren, no fertile soil was left, the cities were ghost cities as the people who survived the illnesses and respiratory problems, ran out of food and water, or died fighting for their basic survival. The only other surviving creatures were insects, so many flicking insects.
Sequoia remembered a time when all she could see was other trees, happy talking with each other through their roots. She missed the color green, there was no grass, no other trees. In fact she missed almost every color, seeing vibrant life, the beautiful butterflies, she even missed the squawking birds and chattering squirrels. The color she didn't like was the color of dirty air and dust, which was all she saw these days, other than the occasional human from underground.
The humans could only go outside with oxygen masks and tanks and even that supply was fast running out. The air was unbreathable and outside there was continuous dust storms. They ate some insects for sustenance and tried to the make the most of their days by singing old folk songs and sharing memories of days long gone. It was hard for them to be happy when the future was so bleak, but they tried.
Sequoia hoped that the last remaining humans could think of some ingenious impossible plan to survive when she was gone, or maybe even save her and them.
Perhaps their only hope was to pray for some kind of intergalactic intervention.
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