This part-dying, part dead tree has graced our back yard since we moved here 4 years ago. Lenny has wanted to chop it down, but I've held him back. I wanted to give it a chance to revive itself. It must have been a beautiful, shade giving tree in it's glory days. I cringe at cutting down trees, they take so long to grow tall and lush. But after 4 years and continued decline, I gave in. It was becoming an eye sore in our back yard.
It was a feat of lumber jack engineering to make the cuts just right to fell the tree in the proper place. I ran as far away from the house as I could, just in case the best of planning didn't work out! (After I checked our home insurance policy.) I should have trusted my man, the tree went down in almost the exact spot he wanted it to. He did enlist the help of a neighbor who came with extra chains and ropes to ensure the success of the project.
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