A Week to Forget

 

The new view from my deck. It was a massacre. 

It's hard to tell how big these trees were from a photo but this should give you an idea. 

Look at how tiny the workers look compared to that tree. The whole house has been shaking all week. 

It was a hair raising experience watching them climb and drop those trees. All together, there were twenty four that needed to go since they were within striking distance of the house. They had to take out even more to get to those twenty four.

We've got piles and piles of logs all over the property. We even had to put some in our neighbor's yard when we ran out of room. A logging company is coming to pick them all up tomorrow.

We've got a debris disaster to cleanup when it's all said and done. There'll be plenty of kindling this winter. The city is also making us replant twenty four trees to replace those old poplars we took out in the newly cleared spaces. That's daunting to think about but will have to wait until spring. 

Pup and I hid in the downstairs craft room for the first few days while they were working close to the house. I had DVDs of old movies going full blast all day. I can tell you this. That's not tea in my teacup. My nerves were shot. We've still got a few more days of buzzing and crashing scheduled for next week when they come to finish clearing in the front of the house. It turned out to be a much bigger job than they had planned for.