When Handy Man reached the girth of Ol' Maple that couldn't be managed by his chainsaw, we called for an estimate to remove the rest and chip the debris. Have mercy! I told Handy Man it could pass into the soil right where it lay and with several acres, if we had to carry it a branch at time, we would. No way was I paying such an astronomical fee for an already downed tree.
When I shared that info with a few friends, I got multiple offers of help. Oliver was the first to make an offer, so I planned yesterday to feed them whilst they worked. My brother called up help as well and they descended on the yard around 10 yesterday morning and started packing off branches through the mist. Later John and Oliver joined them with the big chainsaw, that proved to be very fussy, but finally managed the job at hand. Also, one of those cutie little vehicles. I loved seeing Oliver zip around and about in his glory. Oliver had another friend come to pack off what was worthy of fire wood.
And William, Finn and Gideon learning from the big boys.
My goodness, it was a very big job.
Then, bringing up the rear, this guy. They never get so old that you don't worry about them. He been in the way south, in a swamp, on a military endeavor and out of contact for a month, with a hurricane coming through. He just got home. When I got the camera he said sheepishly that he wasn't any part of the tree removal activities. I said he'd done his duty. Typically, when he have disasters of one sort or another round here, he's front and center.
Most of the day (from 6 am to 6pm) I spent in the kitchen dishing up grub, for the tree removers and my people that came with them.
Grateful that Adam is home and safe, the tree is off replenishing the soil in another area of the yard, and all the Calvary rode out with no injuries. Thank the Lord!
