Tree Day

An ancient, long-dead tree in the common area forest behind our house fell in a storm on Monday the 15th.

The tree fell perfectly to avoid all damage to surrounding structures, like the beautiful shed my Dad and I built in June 2015. First, the barkless trunk fell straight down the woodchip trail towards our house. On its way down, it hit something that cracked the trunk in half.

The bottom half from the base up landed harmlessly in the middle of the trail. The top half was caught in the branches of a too-resilient Japanese honeysuckle tree, pinwheeling it and driving the sharp, cracked end one foot deep into the ground inches away from the corner of the shed.

Two hours of chainsawing later, and we now have a fine new border along the edge of our trail.