Wednesday, October 17, 2018
When we moved into where we live now I quickly noticed that a big tree was blocking the purity of one of our best views.
"If only that tree weren't there." I thought. I may even have said it aloud a few dozen times.
Then one day we came home and there was a work crew around and up in the tree. They had chainsaws, and ropes, and they were cutting up this old giant oak.
"Oh my God!" I cried. "I've wished death on this beautiful tree. I'm a tree killer! Please let it not be so."
I raced over to the work crew (half of whom were idle, as it is and ever should be) and I asked, mortified "Is this whole tree coming down?"
"No." One guy reassured me. "We're just clearing away the branches that are too near the wires. The tree will be fine."