Ursula Buchan

Tree devotion

Pakenham’s latest book sees him mourn the loss of his trees from disease or storm damage as though they were close friends

issue 26 September 2015

I have never written much about the one-acre shaw of native trees I planted in 1994, even though it is the delight of my heart, especially when the wild cherries flame in autumn. That’s because I am well aware that en masse tree-planting is a niche activity, open only to the fortunate few. But no one can have envied Thomas Pakenham when, in 1961, he unexpectedly inherited Tullynally Castle in County Westmeath in central Ireland, with its 1,500-acre ‘demesne’ — a third of it park and garden — since he was heavily burdened with death duties. It took nearly 30 years to pay off the debts, before he could begin to concentrate on the delight of his heart, which is planting, caring for and observing the ways of trees as well as travelling the world to look at them.

Before this book, the founder of the Irish Tree Society had published three books on trees that were outstanding for their height, girth, longevity or picturesque history; best known is Meetings with Remarkable Trees, published in 1996.

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