Faithful, old trees. Thou hast been ever true in thy pine-needle & branch & pine cone dropping. Clogging our rain gutters. Littering our yard. And the way you sway so gracefully in the wind . . . so beautiful, it makes our hearts race. Merely steps from our window . . . .you are never far from our thoughts.
Faithful, old trees . . . . we have known thee but a short time. Alas, it is time to say good-bye.
It was a pretty fascinating process to watch. Scott worked from home today so he could be around to monitor (if need be). He spent most of the 2 hours they were here plastered to the window along with the kids. And well, so was I.
Basically, the guy would climb up the tree with his rope, spiked shoes and a chain saw tied to his waist and trim off the branches one by one. Then at some point he'd just chop off a giant section from the top -- that was the fun part (watch the video below). And finally he would saw off sections of the trunk (about 12-18 inches a piece) and send them hurling down to the ground with a big thud. Very cool!