Barb and one of her gardening buddies went tree shopping today and brought back four pretty big trees that probably wouldn’t have fit in the back of the Lexus. Getting them on the grown without damaging them was a bit of a challenger but Barb and I got ‘er done. A big strong man with mechanized equipment will be moving and planting. I do not know how I made it all these years without a pickup.
Category Archives: Woods
Trees trimmed
Barb brought in the tree guys yesterday to drop a few dead trees and clean up some branches. Lots of yahoos with a ladder and a chainsaw in this business but these guys are probably the best around. Worth the money.
This is my favorite oak tree. The arborist estimated age at 80 years.
Log guard rail
A year or so back I had a bit cedar tree cut down and saved half a dozen pieces of the trunk, thinking Barb’s nephew might carve them into something interesting. He didn’t. Today I moved them to the edge of our drive to serve as a barrier when backing out of the garage.
I’ve never failed to stop before reaching the edge but it’s a 15 or 20 foot drop and the thought of rolling The Truck down that 45 degree slope into the propane tank… well, I don’t want to think about it.
When a tree falls in the forest…
I fired up the chainsaw yesterday and cut up a couple of dead trees that have been on the ground for a couple of years.
I’d normally just leave these but I plan to drive the Land Rover down into the woods from time to time and these would be in the way.
I only have one power tool: the chainsaw. And I love cutting up downed trees. We’ve got more firewood than we’ll ever be able to burn and I can’t give it away. But getting it up to the house is hard work. So the plan is to spit logs as needed, toss ‘em into the back of the Land Rover and haul them up to the house.
This is how you adiós a brush pile
A few years ago I spent several months cutting and hauling brush. The hardest work I’ve ever done. I recently had a few big cedar trees dropped and limbed and decided to bring in some pros. This is how you adios brush piles. The guy driving the front-loader (?) could make it walk and talk. I think our job was their first of ten scheduled for the day. And it’s hot.