Blog Your Blessings: Truth Telling Trees

Walking along the Mine Hill Preserve in Roxbury, Connecticut, you realize we feel for generations the effects of the actions of our forebears. Mine Hill was the site of an iron mine in the lush and luxurious, once rural and agrarian, town of Roxbury, Connecticut. Between times it had its industrial hot spot just down the road from New Milford, complete with immigrant labor, brothels, a hotel, and a train stop.

Though the last vestiges of this industrial site are covered over with moss and decades of fallen leaves and new forest growth, the scars of blasting and mining and burning remain. There are piles of discarded quartz, an unwanted byproduct of the mining process. There are lumps of slag around the furnaces. There are the furnaces and walls and other bits and pieces of infrastructure There are tracks where carts once rolled with pig iron and what have you. There are the concrete archways of tunnels now occupied by bats. There are a few wooden buildings leaning away from the hill that want preservation but cannot seduce any benefactors in this well-heeled community.


Walking along Mine Hill Preserve, you realize that nothing is forever, that even the deepest of scars can become sites of natural beauty given time. Nature is not to be outdone. You see trees grown along the tops of walls, their root systems running parallel to the rocks and then turning deep into the soft, rich earth. You see pools teeming with life in holes formed by blasts that loosened ore from the hillside. You see ditches cradling hardwood seedlings reaching through the second growth pines for the sunlight streaming through clouds that, come what may, will always be the same.

Walking along Mine Hill Preserve, you admire the trees whose roots reach deep into the earth like hands holding onto their mother for dear life. The trees are a blessing: in the still air of a summer day, the trees tell the truth: nature will not be bested; she will be. Click here for a video view of this site.

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  1. Anonymous8:30 AM

    It's discoveries like this that truly bring the past to life and spark the imagination.

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  2. What a wonderful blessing... I'm a "hiker" too and love finding new places in the great outdoors and enjoying nature! Thanks for sharing... and my Christmas tree is "green"... but that post wasn't my blessing. I was writing it as you commented.

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  3. I miss the forests out East.

    Thanks so much for the comments and thoughts that you left on my blog during the hiatus.

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  4. Man has tried to out do nature but nature has, like a loving mother, always showered her blessing on us. And we should be really thankful for that.

    BTW, Congratulations on Strange Attractions!

    Happy BYB Sunday and have a great week ahead.

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  5. I guess Mother Nature is tougher than we give Her credit for.

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  6. Neat post. Reminds me of some of the abandoned mining towns in CA.

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  7. Anonymous1:51 AM

    I love that video. You are so talented! Isn't it funny that the only things about man that will remain forever are plastic bottles and disposable diapers? What will that say about us?

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  8. Anonymous10:49 AM

    What a beautiful post ....... I have a thing for trees. They are cross cutural/religious symbols and hold so much meaning to so many people.

    Happy BYB Sunday and have a great week.

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