Do Some People Simply Choose Not to Think? (part 1 of 3)

As mentioned in an earlier post on my Tavistock Treehouse blog, the Field House is fronted by what I consider a row of six absolutely remarkable trees. They are all Norway Spruce, identical in age, roughly 75 years old, and each similar in size and shape. They are fairly large, between 50 and 70 feet tall, with foliage cover at least 20' away from each trunk. They have branches that sweep downward and outward, with needles arranged in drooping, hanging combs. All of them have actually been topped (had the main leader cut off) for some reason fairly early in their lives, but since nothing will stop a tree from growing toward the sun, each tree had put out anywhere from two to five new leaders after being cut back. The result now are trees with one mammoth main trunk, that splits into two, three, or up to even five secondary trunks at varying heights above the groud. These multiple trunks, combined with the draping needles, and the numerous died off branches close to the trunks create a magnificently gothic, dark and foreboding appearance.

Now we can get to the Erie Thames Power Corporation, our local Hydroelectric utility, and the wonderful consequences of subcontracting work to companies and personnel with at the very least seemingly little experience, or a remarkable inability to actually use the brains given to them by God...