The buzzin' of the saw is gettin' me down / Think I'm-a gonna trip down into the town / Get me a cuppa at the Rainbow's End / Try to get my broken ol' heart to mend.
(The Treehugger's Blues)
Tuesday, 4 August 2009
It's Comin' On August / They're Cuttin' Down Trees
This is a kinda sad morning: We have Men In Trees, in our very own garden. Sigh. I hate to see a tree come down, anywhere, any time; but we've been warned several times by those who know (not the guys who'll get paid for their work this noon) that these tan oaks are putting us in grave peril in the next windstorm of winter. As much as I am a "Save The Trees" gal, I am not sanguine with the idea of our cottage being split in two before Christmas! So we cut a deal with Crazy Peter next door; he had a tree in need of cutting, so he negotiated with his arborist. For a good group price, the boys are up there lopping off big limbs (not their own, the tree limbs) in preparation for the "TIMBBERR" moment soon to come.
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2 comments:
awww... sorry to hear that. planting anything instead?
Ah Mama dear, I'm the original tree-hugger and you need not be so sad. Thinning is good forestry. Limbing tall trees is good forestry.
Letting light in may bring exciting new benefits for you and John as well as various critters, birds, and insects. Nature is always in a state of change! (Did you get firewood out of this project??) (I already corresponded with John about the too-acidic sawdust.)
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