An Act of Stupidity | Flash Post 330
Button, I committed an act of violence for which Dost reprimanded me and rightly so.
What exactly did you do?
Our Christmas tree had grown so tall that the family had a pretty tough time last year reaching the top branches in order to dress her up for her big day!
So I instructed the guy who does the maintenance of our garden to chop off her lower trunk a little which had become bare. He actually went ahead and chopped off the fresh and younger branches from the top leaving a stump and explained why the tree could not be chopped from the bottom. My face fell. I immediately knew that I had committed a wrong. One morning, I found a white gum-like fluid oozing down the sides of this tree from the stump. I wondered if she was shedding tears because I had hurt it so badly.
That’s so sad.
I have written in one of my earlier posts how trees and plants are living specimens and feel hurt and pain when wounded just like us. They listen to music and actually thrive. I cursed myself for being so careless and so ignorant!