But the mobile that hung over her crib was. It’s selective magic. 😛
The mine was converted into Rumple’s prison.
Ah, that’s right!
Regarding the trees, I’ve always just sort of assumed that they’re like any other tree in that they can reproduce, and it just so happens that this species is magical. But for whatever reason, they hadn’t been reproducing in recent generations, so the species became extinct.
Maybe this is all just a commentary on overusing our natural resources, and how it can happen in magical worlds just like it happens in our world.