As I drive to work each morning, I go past a really ugly small retail park, but it was flanked by a row of beautiful rowan trees that I admired.   Most of the trees were the red berry version, but some had beautiful white berries.  They might not be everyone's cup of tea, but I watched them through the seasons and was so sad to drive past this morning and see their stripped trunks lying horizontal by the road side.  They have all been cut down.  So so sad.