My family moved to the small village of Carlisle, Ontario in 1973. It was a sort of toned-down “back to the land” effort by our parents: no cows or chickens or wind power or yurts, but certainly a move toward the rural from our previous house in suburban Burlington.
The house in Carlisle, on Progreston Road, had 2 acres of land, all of it cleared. The previous owner had purchased a barn at auction some years previous and had disassembled it and moved it, and so much of the back yard was littered with lumber of all shapes and sizes that needed to be gathered, cut up and, in some cases, turned into sheds, a task that, for we boys, seemed to stretch on for hundreds of weekends.
Once the barn was cleared out of the way our parents set out on an ambitious reforestation plan, purchasing tiny seedlings and, with Mike (age 6) and me (age 7) to help, covered the back half of the lot with trees. Again, it was a process that, to our young minds, seemed endless and backbreaking and, perhaps, pointless.
Then 40 years passed.
And here’s what’s there now:
And here’s what it looks like on the Google Satellite map:
What an enormous gift our parents gave Mike and I forty years ago: from here in the future being able to see tiny seedlings transformed into a forest of trees taller than we could have imagined demonstrates what’s possible in a lifetime, and shows the value of being patient.
Next Tuesday the moving trucks will show up at the house on Progreston Road and our parents will move out of that house – back to Burlington just a few miles from where they lived in the late 1960s, as it happens – and a new family, with a young daughter in tow, will move in.
Mom and Dad and Mike and I made her a forest to play in. That’s pretty amazing.
What a beautiful message. Your Mom sent the link to my husband so we could read your post. We are very excited about moving in next week — taking care of the gardens, eating the raspberries and exploring your forest. I think we might even set up a little campsite so that we can star gaze and enjoy the outdoors literally right in our backyard! What a smart idea your father had to populate the land with trees (with his wee ones in tow) so that we can enjoy it so many years later. It was meant to be.
Danielle, Mark and Helaina (10 months old)
Just re-read your post again…thank you to both of your Parents for their great tree idea, and of course for your back breaking work :)