When we moved in to our house, there was a humongous tree in our backyard. As of last week, that tree is no more. I was a bit sad to see it go, since it was a very old tree and one of the biggest in the area. But the trunk had been damaged several years ago, the over-arching limbs were too close to the house, and now we get more morning sun shinning through (when it does!) during breakfast (not to mention that gone are the days of disgusting bird droppings all over the yard).
The kids and I were mesmerized with the tree surgeons. We spent most of our day watching the men from the windows, going from the upstairs to the downstairs and back again, trying to keep the best view.
It took one day to bring the tree down and another to haul everything away. Rooke took advantage of the workers taking a break and played in the sawdust as if it were fallen leaves! The trunk is hidden in the shadow below.
































