Daddy Steve: We've just had one of the big trees in our backyard taken down. It was a lovely old Locust that towered over the back corner of the yard. I think it was about 40 years old.
Unfortunately, it was in declining health; there were many dead and deteriorating limbs in the crown.
The crotch had developed a crack and was beginning to decay. The tree was also very close to our power line.
I actually got an initial estimate to have it removed a year ago, but needed some extra time for my usual dithering and hand-wringing. Over the course of last summer, I could see that it was getting worse. Nevertheless, it was a difficult decision to make. Expensive, too. In doll terms, it was like paying for a No Philtrum, only you get a stump in return.
The boys were all sad to see the tree go. On the day before it was scheduled for removal, Giancarlo and Sasha decided to go out and pay their respects.
Giancarlo: Should we make one last visit?
Sasha: Yes, let's.
Giancarlo: Goodbye, tree.
Sasha: You were a good friend.
We had to temporarily evacuate Apollo a safe distance away. We didn't want him losing his head from a stray falling limb.
When I came home from work the next day, the tree was gone.
Some of the boys went out to examine where it had stood and share their feelings.
Oliver: It sure was a big tree--big enough for gnomes to live in!
Luke: It's hard to believe it's gone.
Duncan: It makes me sad.
Ravi and Patrick felt badly too, but they believed it was important to look ahead, not back. They immediately started researching possible landscape replacements.
Ravi: It should be something pretty.
Patrick: Perhaps something that blooms in the spring?
Ravi: But maybe doesn't get quite as big.