Over the last weeks Attila has been spending a lot of time trimming the lower branches from the dead ash tree in the back yard. Once that was done, we assessed the tree, and the project of felling it, and decided to bring in the professional. We hired the fellow who felled the huge dead ash tree between our house and the neighbours house.
On Wednesday the fellow and his two assistants arrived, and within an hour or so the tree was down. He climbed to the top of the tree, and took it down top to bottom, section by section. We saved money by having him leave the cleanup to us, but he did section the trunk for us, ready to split for firewood. It was worth every penny, now all we have to do is break down the branches, split the wood, put up the temporary wood shed, and stack the wood. That will take the rest of the summer, but it is a stress free job, that will proceed at our leisure.
There are dead ash trees everywhere we look. People are leaving them to stand dead for years. I don’t think they realize how dangerous this is, a falling branch will kill a human. In my genealogy research I find records of a great many people who were killed by a branch that suddenly and unexpectedly fell out of a tree. We are very cognizant of the trees around us when we are out walking.
The birds, of course, are not happy with us!!
The dead tree in the neighbour’s front yard, right beside our drive, and outside the living room window, has been dead for years. Two years ago the young man next door got an estimate on having it removed, and asked for an estimate on our trees as well, reminding us several times about removing the two dead ash trees on our property. Removing the trees was on our radar, but we decided to prioritize their removal due to his concerns. Now his dead tree still stands, losing branches onto our drive from time to time, while our dead trees are down. Funny old world.
Updated on Sat, Jun 3 at 7:15 AM
FEELS LIKE 14
Wind 26 NE km/h
Humidity 69 %
Visibility 23 km
Sunrise 5:26 AM
Wind gust 38 km/h
Pressure 101.8 kPa
Ceiling 9100 m
Sunset 8:45 PM
“I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.”
1932 – 2016
What I like about writing, and reading, is that it leads me to feel that what I feel and think are not something new under the sun; but are part of the natural progression of living a life, as countless other are now doing, and countless others have done, and hopefully as countless others will do in the future.