I know that there is an upside to logging. I understand the cut now or burn later philosophy. And hey- I’d like a redwood deck just as much as the next gal.
I even understand that this tree was probably already on the ground and wasn’t cut down. I still can’t help but feel sad when I see one of our giants strapped to the back of a trailer. How many hundreds of years are represented there? And now it gets to become someone’s summer patio. That seems somewhat anticlimactic for such a long life. It makes me sad to see it go.