Near where we live is an area known as the Zwarte Veen (the Black Bog). The bog has long since been drained and is now farmland. We often walk the dogs along a track running through the area. The track has had trees planted on either side, and these are now mature.
The owners of the trees have started logging at the end of the avenue. Seeing them piled up by the side of the road brings home just how big the trees were.