I’m aware that it’s standard practice for the Department of Transportation to prune tree branches to keep them from interfering with power lines. In city limits in the south, it’s nothing to see trees that are full of life on one side while on the opposite side, all that is there are dead knotholes where branches once gave life to green.
On my run this morning, I couldn’t help but notice this gnarly, old tree that was pruned almost twenty feet away from the power lines. This saddened me deeply – not because I’m some sympathetic treehugger but because the thought of this tree being pruned to prevent its proximity to power lines is akin to some pruning that I’ve experienced in the corporate world. In my skin, I have to work harder than, be smarter than, and sacrifice more than. I’m just saying.