JR
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Hemingway was a reporter for the Toronto Star from 1920-23.
Here's a piece he wrote on the dying oak trees in High Park, a 400 acre park in the west end of the city (a couple of miles from where HC & I live).
It's a fabulous place with great oak savannahs, a five acre pond and also home to Toronto's only Little League organization. It's a true oasis in the city. Not Central Park but close.
http://www.thestar.com/News/GTA/article/470247
And in typical Hemingway fashion, here's the lede:
A chill, cold wind blows over High Park. There is snow in the air.
Other trees sway with the wind. The pines seem to enjoy it.
But the oaks are sullen and rigid. Stripped of their leaves by the wind, they stand stiff and despairing looking against the sky. For the oaks are dying.
Cool or what?
Here's a piece he wrote on the dying oak trees in High Park, a 400 acre park in the west end of the city (a couple of miles from where HC & I live).
It's a fabulous place with great oak savannahs, a five acre pond and also home to Toronto's only Little League organization. It's a true oasis in the city. Not Central Park but close.
http://www.thestar.com/News/GTA/article/470247
And in typical Hemingway fashion, here's the lede:
A chill, cold wind blows over High Park. There is snow in the air.
Other trees sway with the wind. The pines seem to enjoy it.
But the oaks are sullen and rigid. Stripped of their leaves by the wind, they stand stiff and despairing looking against the sky. For the oaks are dying.
Cool or what?