Eastern White Pine

Pinus strobus

I have never trusted trees and the Eastern White Pine is no exception. I find something deeply unsettling about their cold and distant nature, as if they harbour the dark secrets of the world in their grisly core. Trees have paid obeisance to man through furniture and cudgel making for aeons and yet still they loom over us, questioning our authority with their very height. This pine has certainly contributed much to mankind's endeavours in this hemisphere through medicine, softwood furniture and, presumably, comfortable cudgels. Oh, and switches, let us never forget switches with which we repair the headstrong nature of today's youths. Despite this seeming generosity, until the pine bows to its lords and masters, I will never truly accept it.

I Judge them: Worthy of Extinction (Ow! I have a sharp pain in my kidneys! If only there were something I could brew into tea to alleviate the symptoms. Ah well.)

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