Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night’s decay Ushers in a drearier day.
Autumn
John Clare
I love the fitfull gusts that shakes The casement all the day And from the mossy elm tree takes The faded leaf away Twirling it by the window-pane With thousand others down the lane
I love to see the shaking twig Dance till the shut of eve The sparrow on the cottage rig Whose chirp would make believe That spring was just now flirting by In summers lap with flowers to lie
I love to see the cottage smoke Curl upwards through the naked trees The pigeons nestled round the coat On dull November days like these The cock upon the dung-hill crowing The mill sails on the heath a-going
The feather from the ravens breast Falls on the stubble lea The acorns near the old crows nest Fall pattering down the tree The grunting pigs that wait for all Scramble and hurry where they fall
Whim Wood
Katherine Towers
into the coppery halls of beech and intricate oak to be close to the trees as they whisper together let fall their leaves, and we die for the winter
Japanese Maple
Clive James
Your death, near now, is of an easy sort.
So slow a fading out brings no real pain. Breath growing short Is just uncomfortable. You feel the drain Of energy, but thought and sight remain:
Enhanced, in fact. When did you ever see So much sweet beauty as when fine rain falls On that small tree And saturates your brick back garden walls, So many Amber Rooms and mirror halls?
Ever more lavish as the dusk descends This glistening illuminates the air. It never ends. Whenever the rain comes it will be there, Beyond my time, but now I take my share.
My daughter’s choice, the maple tree is new. Come autumn and its leaves will turn to flame. What I must do Is live to see that. That will end the game For me, though life continues all the same:
Filling the double doors to bathe my eyes, A final flood of colours will live on As my mind dies, Burned by my vision of a world that shone So brightly at the last, and then was gone.
Sonnet 73 (‘That time of year thou mayst in me behold’)
William Shakespeare
That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin’d choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consum’d by that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv’st which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
Autumn Fires
Robert Louis Stevenson
In the other gardens And all up in the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over, And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, The grey smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer, Fires in the fall!
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Robert Frost
Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
The verses in this beautiful collection will transport you to vibrant autumnal scenes, from harvest festival to Remembrance Day. Each poem has a link to the date on which they appear, with verses from poets such as Robert Louis Stevenson, John Betjeman, Amy Lowell, Paul Laurence Dunbar, William Shakespeare and Christina Rossetti. The poems are selected from Allie Esiri’s bestselling poetry anthologies A Poem for Every Day of the Year and A Poem for Every Night of the Year.
This collection is part of the Macmillan Collector’s Library, and is divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter. From W. B. Yeats to Andrew Marvell, nature has inspired some of the loveliest poetry ever written.
David started working in the woods at the age of 18 and has helped manage his family’s forestlands for over 30 years. As a member of the company’s Board of Directors, David continues to be an advocate for working forests and strives to ensure that Hampton’s forestlands are healthy and productive for generations to come. He is a steward of our “company culture,” which values people, integrity, and candor.
David Hampton said his late father, John, admonished him regarding the subject of clear-cuts and how to make them aesthetically pleasing.
The elder Hampton had an idea that he proposed to his son. “Can’t you just spray them with green dye?” David recalls being asked. “No, dad, we can’t do that,” he responded. But soon after John’s death in March 2006 at the age of 80, David and staff devised a plan that surely his dad would approve.
“I think it’s marvelous,” said Hampton, describing the giant smiling face overlooking Highway 18, on a hillside just to the southeast, between Grand Ronde and Willamina. “People get so excited about it. It brings joy to folks, in this crazy time that we are in. For us, it was a way to have some fun and a little frivolity.
Hamptom, who along with siblings Elizabeth and Jamey owns Hampton Lumber, said he never tires of looking at it. And he isn’t shy about expressing how proud he is of how that smiling hillside can lift the spirits of so many, particularly during this period of time.
“I’m just happy it turned out as well as it did,” he said. “It’s symmetrical. It doesn’t have a droopy eye. It could have ended up really weird. We just planted it and let it go. It’s been awesome.”
The face, which measures 300 feet across, was a stand of Hampton Lumber-owned timber about 10 years ago. Hampton said the stand had reached “rotation age,” meaning it was more than 50 years old. It was growing and doing well, but it was ready for harvest. “It was in our GIS (geographic information system),” Hampton said. “There it was, and it’s number came up.”
Dennis Creel was a Hampton chief forester at that time, having since retired after 41 years. Mark Vroman, a current company tree farm manager, was then a forester. Hampton remembers they were surveying stands of the property. Driving east on Highway 18, toward Willamina, the two understood this particular stand was ready to be harvested.
“That was the next piece,” Hampton said. “It was so visible. They were talking about that, how visible it would be.” Hampton characterized visibility and its association with timber harvesting as problematic. The general public often does not understand what it is seeing when it views a clear-cut.
“It was right out in front of God,” Hampton said of the stand that stood above the highway. Now, what to do with this piece of property. Well, how about a smiley face? That would be funny, Hampton thought.
When Creel and Vroman returned to the office, they were joined by Hampton during the noon hour, and the smiley face idea began materializing. “Dennis laughed it off,” Hampton recalls. “We had a concept for forest art, leaving trees in certain configurations.”
The work began. Douglas fir trees were planted for the eyes and the mouth, and they were surrounded by hybrid larches, a conifer species predominantly yellow. “The species is especially strong, comparable to spruce,” Hampton said. “It doesn’t deteriorate easily, and so it is ideal for use in decking and greenhouses, the Northern Logger website reported on its website.”
And, it turns out, larches are perfect for smiley faces. “Dennis and I layed it out visually,” Hampton said. “We had to figure out where the eyes and the mouth would be placed. We were out there with tree planters. We measured it out and put it in.”
Hampton admits no one really knew what they were doing or how this might turn out.
“We just thought it would be entertaining,” he said. “The first year (following planting) it came up, it was hilarious. I thought, ‘look at that thing.’ We had created forest art. It showed clear cuts are a happy place. It was just marvelous. It’s gotten such interesting notoriety. I’m pleased it has worked out.”
When it comes to sustainability, the goal is to be creative and innovative when possible, Hampton said. “It’s incumbent on this industry to have a sustainable harvest or we are out of business,” he said. “Specifically, make sure we planted this correctly.”
The harvest took about two months followed by six weeks to log the area. Planting followed. “You want to make sure one species is not outgrowing the other,” Hampton said. “Larch is a good species. This will be visible for a long time.”
If you’ve thought about growing a pine tree by sprouting a whole pine cone, don’t waste your time and energy because unfortunately, it won’t work. Although planting entire pine cones sounds like a great idea, it isn’t a viable method for growing a pine tree. Read on to learn why. Can I Plant a Pine Cone? You can’t plant a pine cone and expect it to grow. There are several reasons why this won’t work.
The cone serves as a woody container for the seeds, which are released from the cone only when environmental conditions are exactly right. By the time you gather cones that fall from the tree, the seeds have probably already been released from the cone. Even if the seeds in the cones are at the exact perfect stage of ripeness, sprouting pine cones by planting entire pine cones still won’t work. The seeds need sunlight, which they can’t get when they are enclosed in the cone.
Also, planting entire pine cones would mean the seeds are actually much too deep in the soil. Again, this prevents the seeds from receiving sunlight they need in order to germinate.
If you have your heart set on a pine tree in your garden, your best bet is start with a seedling or small tree.
However, if you’re curious and enjoy experimentation, planting pine tree seeds is an interesting project. Although sprouting pine cones won’t work, there’s a way that you can harvest the seeds from the cone, and you may – if conditions are just right – successfully grow a tree. Here’s how to go about it:
Harvest a pine cone (or two) from a tree in autumn. Place the cones in a paper sack and put them in a warm, well-ventilated room. Shake the sack every few days. When the cone is dry enough to release the seeds, you’ll hear them rattling around in the bag.
Place the pine seeds in a resealable plastic bag and store them in the freezer for three months. Why? This process, called stratification, mimics three months of winter, which many seeds require (outdoors, the seeds would lie buried under pine needles and other plant debris until spring).
Once three months have passed, plant the seeds in a 4 inch (10 cm.) container filled with a well-drained potting medium such as a combination of potting mix, sand, fine pine bark, and peat moss. Be sure the container has a drainage hole in the bottom.
Plant one pine seed in each container and cover it with no more than ¼-inch (6 mm.) of potting mix. Place the containers in a sunny window and water as needed to keep the potting mix slightly moist. Never allow the mix to dry out, but don’t water to the point of sogginess. Both conditions can kill the seed.
Once the seedling is at least 8 inches tall (20 cm.) transplant the tree outdoors.
Pedro Martin Ureta’s Forest Guitar Tree It is located in Argentina and is composed of 7 thousand trees planted by a man in tribute to his late wife, for the love and versatility his wife had for music and guitar, the man worked years to create this work of art in nature in memory of the deceased wife. Credits: IG Marco Guoli
Argentine farmer Pedro Martin Ureta created the cypress and eucalyptus tree forest as a memorial to his wife Graciela Yraizoz who loved the guitar
She wanted to design it herself but died before it could be created
Graciela tragically died in 1977 while carrying their fifth child before it could come to fruition.
So, after her death, Mr Ureta and their four children planted every tree individually to create the stunning wood.
The guitar stretches for two thirds of a mile and is so large that it has to be seen from the sky but Mr Ureta has never seen the full design because he is afraid of flying.
He started the project in 1979, two years after Graciela died. She suffered a ruptured cerebral aneurysm during her fifth pregnancy and died aged just 25.
Graciela first suggested the idea after flying over land and noticing that a farm looked a bit like a milking pail. Their son Ezequiel, 43, said his father was too busy at the time with work to take her plans seriously.
However, after she died Mr Ureta said he regretted not fulfilling her wish. Daughter Soledad told the Washington Post: ‘He used to talk about regrets, and it was clear he regretted not having listened to my mother about the guitar.’
He had no experience in planning a vast project of this nature, and so he taught himself through trial and error.
She said once they started the project all the children including elder brother Ignacio and sister Maria Julia, would line up three meters apart and plant the trees where they stood.
The family used cypress trees to create the star-shaped sound hole and the outline of the instrument and planted rows is composed of cypress trees to form the strings.
According to Conde Nast Traveler, his early attempts to get his newly planted forest to thrive were unsuccessful.
They had to replant the saplings many times because they were eaten by hares and wild guinea pigs. Pests specific to the harsh terrain of the Pampas attacked the young trees, destroying the saplings and setting the project back considerably. However, Ureta persevered, developing an ingenious solution to the problem. He surrounded the saplings with scrap metal, dissuading pests and allowing the trees sufficient room to develop.
Maria Julia, 46, told the Washington Post: ‘It was the closest thing possible to having my mother alive.’
Mr Ureta, now 77, who also has an 18-year-old daughter with his second partner Maria de los Angeles Ponzi, has never seen the full scale of the forest from the sky, he has seen the pictures.
Ureta himself is now a local celebrity, and his unusual creation has been reported all over the world. The impressive guitar-shaped forest has drawn international attention over the years. NASA has even captured footage of it using the Advanced Spaceborne Thermal Emission and Reflection Radiometer (or ASTER)
“Contrary to popular belief a crone is not a postmenopausal or elderly woman who has sagging breasts and has outlived her gifts and purpose. More than at any other time in history, women are redefining what it is to be a woman in the various phases of life. Women at and over fifty are now a gorgeous force to be reckoned with; earning more than ever, more educated than ever, and poised to inherit a vast portion of the world’s wealth, their opinions matter. Intensely.
Today’s Crones (the younger Baby-Boomers) were yesterday’s Hippies and Flower-children. They held a vision of an entirely different world order; one based in peace, equality, and social justice. In their youth they sensed a rightness to living in alignment with Nature and as equals to the men they loved. Many of them made bold experiments in returning to the land before the word ‘sustainability’ ever came into vogue. The Crone is the wise-woman who has crossed the developmental threshold that marks her “a woman unto herself.” The Crone dusts the red dirt of the world from her feet and begins her real soul-centric work. The Crone has grown wise and potent enough to chart an inward course that takes her to the center of the world where she finds her authentic self in total communion with Life. She is then able to bring those gifts back and offer them to those around her.
Yesterday’s Hippies and Flower children are today’s Crones who are poised to bring to fullness and finish the work they began decades ago. Their sheer number, earnings potential, and feminine wisdom is a movement waiting to happen. We are conscious not only of the Feminine Principle, but of the wisdom held en masse by all the bold, beautiful, and savvy girls in The Sixties who have now come of age as crones. It isn’t a moment too soon. Welcome back to a second youth, now rightly understood for the glorious thing it was always meant to be. Edveeje: TreeSisters Goddess of Operations
The old hag at her cauldron is perhaps the most enduring image of the Wise Woman and a remnant of a time when women were the healers of their communities. They were shamans, witches, midwifes, medicine women, and priestesses of the Goddess.
The Crone is a symbol of inherent wisdom that comes from experience. She has lived through love, sorrow, hope, and fear, coming out of it all a wise and confident spirit. Through these experiences she has learned the secrets of life and death and of the mysteries beyond this world. She has tasted death itself and watched those she loved make the journey before her. It is through her mourning that she faces death, grows to understand it, and becomes the gatekeeper between worlds.
The wisdom of the Crone comes only after learning the lessons of non-judgment and compassion. Through these lessons the Crone becomes the balancing scales between light and dark and between life and death. She is selfless, yet she loves herself. She is kind, yet she knows when to be harsh. She is free, she is compassionate, and she is wise. Only the Crone can complete the journey to the Otherworld and birth the Child of Completion.
The Crone is full of power. Her body is no longer fertile, but her mind is sharp and able. She no longer bleeds, keeping her power within her and owning it without shame or fear.
She is often seen as a healer, working in tune with Nature to cure ailments and guide those ready to leave or enter this world. She is the elder priestess of the Goddess; the Grandmother whose words are few yet priceless in their wisdom.
In myth the Crone is often seen as something to be feared. She is a representation of death and its mysteries. Things that are unknown are always feared, thus we work to know the Crone; to understand her wisdom and beckon her to impart the mysteries upon us. We surrender our fear and ignorance to the Crone and let her strike these overpowering influences down as a stalk of wheat with her shining sickle.
As with all aspects of the Goddess the Crone is not only found within the aged. She is in all beings at all times. She can be present in men and women, young and old; though age may very likely come before her lessons are fully realized.
The Crone is a cleansing force that sweeps through the world carrying away those whose time to live is done to make room for new life. She is associated with the element of water and the direction of west – land of the dead. She is the necessary force of destruction like the force of a wave on the shore; ripping away the beach and returning it to the sea from which it came.
She is the reaper, the comforter, the mysterious old woman who possesses the knowledge of all worlds. The next time a thunderstorm passes overhead take a moment to listen to the voice of the Crone. Feel the tears of joy and mourning fall upon your head and take the first steps to understand her mysteries.
1.) I will be mindful, living in the moment and fully aware of my surroundings. I will not dwell on the past or worry about the future. I will focus on what I am doing while I am doing it. I will attune myself to the world around me, the most powerful source of magic, strength and wisdom. The sky above and the Earth below, the Moon and the trees, all have wisdom to impart.
2.) I will treat others with respect and I will practice compassion. I will try to remember that there is a spark of the Divine in each and every one of us, and that we are all worthy of respect and kindness. Patience and compassion for others at difficult times can have a profoundly healing effect, on others and for ourselves.
3.) I will be good to myself. I will treat my physical metabolism with the reverence it deserves, honouring this singular, magical vessel with the best offerings available, good healthy food, fresh air and clean water, pleasant surroundings and happy activities such as meditation, rambling in the woods, yoga, Tai Chi, ecstatic dancing, singing, chanting and laughing. I will remember that happy and ecstatic experiences have great healing powers and that my body is as much a part of my magical work as my mind is.
4.) I will learn to accept and love myself, and in so doing be healed. We did not choose the families we were born into, and we did nothing whatsoever to deserve any physical and emotional abuse meted out to us as children. No matter what has been said about us, we are good and beautiful spirits, worthy of love and acceptance. I choose the path of healing, and I shall begin that healing by learning to love and accept myself.
5.) I will be good to the planet. The Old Wild Mother is strong and forgiving, but we have treated Her and Her creatures badly and our shabby thoughtless treatment is straining Her ability to heal Herself. She needs our assistance and our love more than ever, and we can help Her much though environmental and animal activism, simplifying and recycling, organic gardening and conservation. We can spend our money carefully and use it to vote “NO” to pollution, pesticides, factory farming, strip mining, excess packaging, and the plundering of the wilderness and Her creatures. We can make a difference, and it is one of the most magical things we can do.
6.) I will try to live cheerfully with my medical condition, to be joyful and to learn any and all of the lessons which my illness may have to teach me.
7.) I will be tolerant of other beliefs and open to other beliefs. In the words of Morgan in The Mists of Avalon, “It is all one”, and all life-affirming paths to the Divine are valid. I will not proselytize; neither will I criticize or judge the religious paths of others. I will be open to other teachers and belief systems, and I will share what little wisdom I have with others if they ask me to do so.
8.) I will remember that a life lived simply is beautiful. I will not worry about possessions, and I will rejoice in the natural beauties around me, the fragrance of flowers, the sound of the wind in the trees, the taste of wild honey, the companionship of my clan and my animal familiars. From time to time I will do magic as the village wise women and healers of old did it: without robes, tools and complex preparations, but with a profound connection to the earth and deep respect for all that moves on it.
9.) I will learn to rest in the arms of the Old Wild Mother and let it all go. I am a part of the glorious eternal dance, the great cosmic cycle of life, death and rebirth, and I have nothing to fear. I will live my life quietly and with great joy, whether that life be short or long.
10.) Finally, I will express myself. From time to time, I will spontaneously break into ecstatic dancing and howling at the moon. Once in a while, I shall feel free to be stubborn, curmudgeonly and downright obscene. If it is required for any reason, I shall also feel free to kick butt.
“I am the silence of Midnight, and Black velvet skies. I am the shadow of vision that tempers your eyes.
I am the darkness of secrets that draw the veil thin, coldness of winter that shakes on your skin.
I am Grandmother, Weaver, Enchantress and Crone, The Knowledge of Justice that strikes at the bone.
Destruction is mine when its time comes to be; Death to the living, who all come to me.
Mine is the hand of the spinning of fates, Mine is the passage between life’s fragile gates.
I am the giver of magickal sight The slight sliver of waning moonlight.
I am the branch of ageless worn trees. Hear my voice and know of me!
I am the Raven that flies through the woods – black silken wings opened up to the sky! Bearer of closure, competition, and truth – Dreamscapes and Banshee am I!
Mine is the wisdom that comes in the dark. Mine is the dying that calls to your flesh. Mine are the hidden remains of your heart. Mine is the mist that will take your last breath.
Give unto me what is old and outworn, And I will return it with new life reborn.
Give me your sorrows, your sadness, your grief – And in the dark hour, I will give thee relief”
I am the giver of death and rebirth – Mine are the last things, before they are first.
See me in shadows, and in the dark sea. I am the Crone! Hear my voice and know me!”
I can’t believe that September is nearly over. Roll on October, a month which will see our Missy Moo turn 13, where the clocks go back, we purchase and carve pumpkins, kick the piles of fallen leaves, we see the night’s draw in and we have to consider the wearing of raincoats and umbrellas. Out comes my soup recipes and knitted jumpers. Today we have bright sunshine and I shall bathe in her glorious warmth and enjoy a beautiful autumn day. Print by artist Sarah Bays.
Share your colourful #AutumnLeafWatch photos for a chance to win
Enter our photo competition to win £200 worth of gift cards to spend on new photography kit at Wex Photo Video. The winner and two runner-ups will also receive Membership to a forest site of their choice.
We want to see how autumn captivates your senses. Photos can be landscapes, macros, portraits, selfies, wildlife – if it’s autumnal, we want to see it! Check out our autumn pages for inspiration. Please note that we give preference to photos taken at Forestry England sites.
During the competition, a selection of the entries will be shared across our social media channels, and we will select a final shortlist of favourites. The public will have the power to choose which photo they want to win by visiting our Facebook page and ‘liking’ their favourite. The winner will be the photo with the most reactions!
Competition Terms and Conditions:
Valid entries are those photos shared on Instagram, on Twitter, or submitted onto the Forestry England Facebook page, including the hashtag #AutumnLeafWatch – posted after 13th September 2021.
The winner will receive £200 worth of gift cards for Wex Photo Video and a Forestry England Membership of their choice. Two runners up will receive Forestry England Membership also.
There is no cash alternative to the prizes stated, and the prizes are not transferable. The prizes cannot be used in conjunction with any other offers. No part or parts of the prize may be substituted for other benefits, items or additions.
The closing time and date for the competition is midnight 27 October 2021.
By posting any images as entries to the competition, you are agreeing that the photo can be used by Forestry England as part of its future autumn promotion on national and local digital channels, and also on the Friends of Westonbirt digital channels.
During the competition, a selection of the entries will be shared across our social media channels. Forestry England will then pick their ten favourite images on or around 29 October 2021. The public will pick the winning photo from 29 October to midday on 5 November on the Forestry England Facebook page. The winning photo will be the one that receives the most ‘reactions’. There will be two runners up. If winners are unable to claim the prize within 72 hours of being contacted following the vote, or if unable to take the prize for whatever reason, the prize will be gifted to the photo with the next highest number of ‘reactions’.
Forestry England’s decision is final. No correspondence will be entered in to.
The competition is open to UK residents, except employees of any party connected with the promotion.
Entry implies acceptance into these terms and conditions. The entry instructions form part of the terms and conditions. By entering, you accept to and be bound by the terms and conditions.
Forestry England reserves the right to substitute a prize of equal or greater value should circumstances outside its control make this necessary.
Forestry England reserves the right to cancel, amend, withdraw, terminate or temporarily suspend this promotion in the event of unforeseen circumstances or technical reason outside its control, with no liability to any entrants or third parties but will use all reasonable endeavours to avoid consumer disappointment.
The ‘State of the World’s Trees’ report uses data from 500 international experts
The report has been published by Botanic Gardens Conservation International
Researchers assessed the 58,497 species of tree — finding 17,500 to be at risk
And some 440 tree species are represented only by 50 or fewer individuals
Human activities like agriculture, livestock farming and logging are putting nearly a third of the world’s tree species at risk of extinction, a report has warned. There are more than twice as many threatened trees than at risk birds, mammals, amphibians and reptiles combined.
More than 500 experts from 60 institutions collected data over five years for the ‘State of the World’s Trees’ report from Botanic Gardens Conservation International.
The researchers assessed the 58,497 species of tree that grow across the globe — finding that around 17,500 are on the worrying path towards extinction.
These include well-known species such as magnolia, oaks, maple and ebonies.
Hundreds of species are teetering on the brink, the report warned — like the Menai whitebeam, which is represented by only 30 trees in its North Wales home.
One in every five tree species are directly used by humans for applications including food, fuel, horticulture, medicines and timber.
However, over-exploitation and mismanagement is harming many species — and at least 142 have been recorded as recently going extinct.
Another human-driven threat is climate changes, which is altering the habitat ranges of various species — with cloud forest species in Central America at particular risk. Climate change is also exacerbating the threat of invasive species such as ash die back which is expected to kill about 80% of the UK’s ash trees.
At least 180 tree species are being directly threatened by sea level rise and weather extremes, the report noted, including magnolias in the Caribbean.
Meanwhile, increasing risks of fire are presenting major threats to various trees in Madagascar and the oak species of the United States.
More than 440 tree species have fewer than 50 individuals left alive in the wild. One example is Malawi’s Mulanje cedar, which is now represented by all of a few trees.
The highest proportion of threatened trees can be found on islands — including 69 per cent of those growing on the UK Overseas Territory of St Helena in the southern Atlantic and 59 per cent of those found on Madagascar.
In Europe, 58 per cent of native trees are threatened with extinction in the wild, with whitebeams and rowan the most at risk — while Brazil has the highest number of threatened tree species.
Dipterocarpaceae species are at risk from palm oil plantations in Borneo, while timber extraction threatens ebony in Madagascar as well as mahogany and rosewood species across the Caribbean and Brazil.
Magnolia and camellia species are threatened by unsustainable collection for commercial uses, while pests and diseases are causing severe decline to ash populations in both the UK and North America.
Meanwhile, oaks — particularly in South and Central America — are being threatened by deforestation.
There were some glimmers of hope in the report, however, which found that 64 per cent of all tree species can be found in at least one protected area and 30 per cent can be found in botanic gardens, seed banks, or other such collections.
Botanic Gardens Conservation International is calling on governments and experts to take various measures to better protect the world’s tree species.
These include extending protected area coverage for threatened tree species, ensuring all at-risk trees are, where possible, conserved in botanic gardens and seed banks and to increase public and corporate funding for the issue.
In the report, the organisation also urges the expansion of tree planting schemes — with targeted planting of threatened and native species — and increased global collaboration to tackle tree extinction.
‘This report is a wake-up call to everyone around the world that trees need help,’ said Botanic Gardens Conservation International secretary general Paul Smith.
‘Every tree species matters — to the millions of other species that depend on trees, and to people all over the world.
‘For the first time, thanks to the information provided by the state of the world’s trees report, we can pinpoint exactly which tree species need our help.’
This he added, will allow ‘policymakers and conservation experts to deploy the resources and expertise needed to prevent future extinctions.’
The “huge interest” in tree planting schemes to offset corporate or individual emissions is an opportunity to use threatened species rather than more common eucalyptus or spruce, Mr Smith said.
“Ironically, some of those threatened species are actually threatened by tree planting programmes by people planting monoculture exotics,” he added.
‘For the first time, the “State of the World’s Trees” provides a comprehensive breakdown of our world’s trees,’ said the International Union for Conservation of Nature’s species survival commission chairman, Jon Paul Rodriguez.
‘Knowing where they are and why they are threatened is the first step towards acting for their conservation,’ he added.
“Despite the worrying data, I look forward to future state of the world’s trees reports.
‘I hope to learn of the increase in the number of known species and the decline in the proportion facing high extinction risk, due to the success of premeditated, coordinated global conservation action.’
MAP REVEALS THE DEVASTATING RATE OF DEFORESTATION AROUND THE GLOBE
Using Landsat imagery and cloud computing, researchers mapped forest cover worldwide as well as forest loss and gain. Over 12 years, 888,000 square miles (2.3 million square kilometers) of forest were lost, and 309,000 square miles (800,000 square kilometers) regrew
The destruction caused by deforestation, wildfires and storms on our planet have been revealed in unprecedented detail.
High-resolution maps released by Google show how global forests experienced an overall loss of 1.5 million sq km during 2000-2012.
For comparison, that’s a loss of forested land equal in size to the entire state of Alaska.
The maps, created by a team involving Nasa, Google and the University of Maryland researchers, used images from the Landsat satellite.
Each pixel in a Landsat image showing an area about the size of a baseball diamond, providing enough data to zoom in on a local region.
Before this, country-to-country comparisons of forestry data were not possible at this level of accuracy.
‘When you put together datasets that employ different methods and definitions, it’s hard to synthesise,’ said Matthew Hansen at the University of Maryland.
Tree Weaver 