A tree fell from the back corner of our lot last week, snapping the swing set in half and missing the deck by about 2 feet. I wasn’t the slightest bit concerned that the tree could have hit and/or damaged the house. I had some sort of post traumatic – what could have happened, stress going on. If the kids would have been outside playing, they would have been by the swing set which is their usual haunt in the yard.
We borrowed a chain saw from my friend Amy and with the chain saw came the exceptional bonus of her husband Mike, who helped Jorma chop up the tree. They made short work of it, (easy for me to say, since I was in the house, minding children and cooking dinner), and the tree is all cleaned up. I guess there are some advantages to living in one of the neighborhoods where they chop down all of the trees in the subdivision.
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