Last summer, we had an old Elm tree removed.
We had spent 14 years in a love/hate relationship with that tree. It had various problems, the biggest of which was Dutch Elm Disease, but it had also discarded two very large sections of itself over the last few years. The first large section fell on some power lines and knocked out power to 6000 residents. Our tree made it into the local newspaper that time! *chagrin*
The next time it decided to cast off part of itself was in late June, a couple of years ago. I was in the kitchen and heard some crackling, like someone was lighting off firecrackers a little early. I stepped out into the dining room just in time to see a tree passing by the window! I couldn’t help but laugh. It’s not every day you see a tree going by your window. However, it turned out that part of it landed on our roof, so….new roof.
Last summer, the city came out and sprayed a big orange dot on it, which gave it only a few more weeks to live. As the tree was rapidly dying, it attracted wood bees to the yard and a steady stream of woodpeckers. I got quite accustomed to hearing that familiar “rat-a-tat-tat” as I was working in the yard.
We felt bad loosing something that had lived for so many years, but its time had come and we needed to move on.
I called around and found a certified arborist who is a “climber”. Since our tree is situated way to close to our house and inside a fenced-in back yard, this was our only option.
Watching someone take down a tree from the top down, is extremely interesting. The view from up there must be amazing! I jumped every time a big section of tree hit the ground, because it shook the whole house. The experience was kind of fun and stressful at the same time.
Once it was down, I asked them to leave the sawdust (score!) and immediately started getting used to the strange new world out back.
I’ve decided that the plus side of all this is lots more sun for the gardens, an uber hill of sawdust for starting next year’s compost pile and a wide open space that just might end up with a clothesline in the middle of it!
Sometimes, you just have to take the good with the bad.