It is with much sadness that I tell you we had to have a tree cut down in our front yard. Mick has been telling me since we moved in that it needed to come down, I didn't want to believe him. This spring I finally agreed, after I noticed that the large limb that hangs over the roof above our bedroom had really deteriorated. I didn't want to die in my sleep crushed by tree.
The man who cut down the tree even had to tie the tree together for fear it would come apart on its own. Below are some of the pictures I took of him climbing & cutting. I gave him a CD of the pictures I took. He said he has always wanted pictures doing his job. It was very interesting watching him work. Several times during the day we would have groups of people stop and watch.