Eucalyptus trees decorated every corner of California.
But with the change in the amount of sunlight the plants were receiving,
these Eucalyptus trees were also dying.
What was worse, we had to chop them down to prevent them from
unexpectedly slashing through our roofs.
Where a tall Eucalyptus tree stood lively,
swaying their long Eucalyptus leaves against the ocean breeze,
only a lonely stout tree trunk now sits.
After a long search, Seth and I finally found what we were looking for.
The very last living eucalyptus tree.
It was on the edge of a sandstone by the ocean.
Lonely and withering away.
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| We gave the last Eucalyptus tree a long warm hug and parted with it. |
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| The barks of the last Eucalyptus tree. The barks of a healthy Eucalyptus tree has a silver color, with a smoother texture |
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| These are the leaves of the Eucalyptus tree |
It kind of became a secrete hide out for us.
Listening to the sounds of the ocean, watching the waves come and go,
and the frequent beaching of the whales as well.
Listening to the sounds of the ocean, watching the waves come and go,
and the frequent beaching of the whales as well.
We also knew that this tree would not last long either.
It was a matter of time until this Eucalyptus tree shall too,
fall and leave this world forever.
The thought of it made me a little scared
but also made me cherish what so little is left of the world I once knew.
The thought of it made me a little scared
but also made me cherish what so little is left of the world I once knew.