the Tuesday tree: planning for the future
Here at Castle Beastie there are some really BIG trees. An awful lot of them are conifers. For the first generation or so they look like suburban Christmas trees. Your children will be tempted to cut them down as they are blocking the view. Your grandchildren might begin to appreciate them as having a certain presence, but it’s your great-grandchildren and their descendants who will really get the benefit of full-grown specimens. Planting a tree is, as they say, an act of hope – and altruism.
Sometime towards the end of the nineteenth century, we think, the then Laird of the castle planted a Picea sitchensis, or Sitka spruce, beside his carriageway. Perhaps he was inspired by a family connection to the Pacific north-west of America, the native home of this species. Four generations later, his great-great-grandson is never happier than when climbing trees and, being four (or in fact three when this photo was taken), has no sense of scale – or indeed of fear. This spruce is currently 56 metres high and 6 metres in circumference, but our son is determined to get to the top one of these days.