My adrenalin is up. Went out on the deck to check the yard. I stsnd admiring my views and trying to see where each of my chosen, yet to be purchased trees are going to be planted. The wind is blowing. AS I watch I realize one of the Alders we want removed is swaying a bit too much in the wind. The trunk seems to be tipping a bit too much towards the house.
As I stand and watch I realize that this tree is going to be coming down. Probably the only thing holding the tree up is its neighbor's roots wrapped around it's roots. The day is overcast with mild winter winds. Nothing spactaular about the day. The winds are just enough to get the tree rocking.
I call out to Tom, in the man cave. He is home watching the elections. He is some what obsessed with the elections. "Sweetness" I call out, as I climb the stairs into his territory. "Sweetness? Not to disturb you but I need you to look at a tree in the yard. The trunk is swaying way too much. I think it is going to come down."
Tom climbs out of his favorite recliner and heads out on to his upper deck. He stands and watches the tree under discussion. He proceeds to go down the outside stairs and across the yard and down the bank where he puts his hand on the trunk of said tree. He feels it breath in the wind.
I had recieved a bid on taking this tree and it's neighbors out this summer. I had been waiting for the leaves to fall as Tom just wanted the tree guy to drop the trees and He, Tom, would do the bucking up. about $100 a tree was the bid. It looks like now is the time.
Tom calls up to me on the deck that he can feel the trunk move. He says "If only we can get it to hit the windows". He means the ones that need replacing due to the cracked seals. I call back that it is aimed for our bedroom and will crush my beautiful metal roof.
I called the tree guy. He stopped by to look and said the ground is not heaving he could bring a crew next week. WE scheduled the day just for peace of mind.
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