Dutch elm disease arrived in North America nearly a century ago. We knew what it could do. We watched it dismantle the great canopies of Montreal, Toronto and Winnipeg. And still, we planted our streets and parks with a monoculture of more than 91,000 American Elm. Tolerant of pollution, salt and clay, we found the species too perfect, too well-suited and too beautiful not to plant — believing, perhaps, that distance or vigilance might spare us. They cannot. And now, with confirmed cases of Dutch elm disease inside city limits, we’re confronting a long-deferred truth: what takes decades to grow can be undone in seasons.
Dutch elm disease is a fungus. Spread through beetles, contaminated tools, and intertwined roots, the fungus blocks water flow, killing leaves, then branches, then limbs, and finally the base, potentially wiping out trees as old as the city itself in just two years. Imagine neighbourhoods like Strathcona, Wîhkwêntôwin, Westmount and Highlands without their elm-lined boulevards. That’s why, in August 2024, when Dutch elm disease was discovered in Killarney and along the Yellowhead Corridor, Edmontonians were understandably alarmed.
But even as we respond to Dutch elm disease, an arguably more severe threat, the emerald ash borer — an invasive and destructive beetle — continues to advance, threatening just as many ash trees, but at a much faster rate. The former is getting more attention because of its threat to civic symbolism, but the latter could completely overwhelm our budget, resources and capacity to replant. Combined, the two diseases could wipe out close to 40 per cent of the City of Edmonton’s public tree inventory, in addition to countless trees growing on private property.
Edmonton’s urban forest is vulnerable by design. That vulnerability has a shape: broad boulevards lined with genetically identical trees, canopies that feel quintessentially Edmontonian. So, it’s understandable why the instinct is to fight these diseases — and we are. However, even if we’re successful in stopping our most recent outbreaks, we’re still left with a vulnerable urban forest. Monocultures, even beautiful ones, are fragile, offering little buffer against time.