My parents have owned a woodlot up in Southern Vermont for 20 years or so now. It was once part of a revolution area farm, with nothing but silent stone foundations to mark where the buildings once stood. But there were also the trees from when the buildings were last used about a hundred years ago. The old Apple tree, the Gigantic butternut, and a ginormous Sugar maple.
Well, a 3 foot thick ash tree clobbered the Apple tree about 7 years ago, and the Butternut finally succumbed to the canker and carpenter ants about 10 years ago. Sadly, within the past 30 days, the healthy maple was blown over by a small tornado or micro down-burst, taking other trees with it. You can tell by the structure of the tree that it started life in a field, before the woods encroached all around and sealed it in. I”m trying to get a-hold of someone with a chainsaw mill to try and salvage some lumber.
It’s 100+ feet tall, didn’t pace it off due to the coyote that ran out of the crown section as I started to walk along it. It’s about 4 feet across at the base of the trunk, maybe a little bigger.
As nice as the lumber might be,
I’d still rather have the tree.