October 28, 2003
Pine Away
The doorbell rang this morning... somewhat unexpectedly.
A quick glance down the driveway indicated what was happening. It was tree removal day!
The pine tree was planted long ago... and eventually grew to scratch and claw at the neighbors, dropping sharp needles into the soft green grass of summertime. Sap dripped slowly, seemingly from every single limb. Nests of blackbirds would hover in the upper branches in the spring, with baby birds tragically dropping into the pool on a regular basis. Who needs such trauma when you are desperately trying to create relaxing hollywoodesque poolside experience?
Two guys. One large truck, towing an extremely efficient chipper. Six hours later there is a lot more blue sky in the back yard over the stump. I wonder where are the squirrels sleeping now.
