After

Tree

And God said, “Let there be light.”

And with a four man crew, two ridiculously sized ladders, 3 weird chain saws on poles, a wood chipper, and a pile of branches, leaves and debris 6 feet high that extended the length of our driveway, there was.

Today is the first day I haven’t had to have the lights on in the middle of the day since the weather changed.

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8 Responses to “After”
  1. Miranda says:

    YAY!!!! Glad it all worked out for you. Happy picture taking with your new lighting! :)

  2. dude, it looks kind of cool now, like a tree from the mind of Tim Burton. Sweet.

  3. Whoa! that made a huge difference!

  4. Jules says:

    You don’t even know the difference! The first time we had it trimmed a few years ago, we didn’t know that Chinese Elms (at least in these parts) are practically stripped naked. I cried. I thought the trimmers we hired had ruined it. But, it came back and then some. Too much some, actually, and things got a little wild on the inside and one large branch ended up breaking under the weight. Um, our bad.

    But, YES! Today I actually saw sunlight! On my floor! In my house!

    (And as much as I complain, I wouldn’t get rid of the trees for the world. I love them, and the 2098483 birds that call it home.)

  5. Anna says:

    wow, that must make a HUGE difference to the light in your house. I am a fellow light-deprived person. Unfortunately, geographical orientation of windows is to blame, in my case…

  6. JJ says:

    I think you are tricking us with photos of some other house. That cannot be the same tree. I bet Nico was enthralled…

  7. Jules says:

    Swear. It’s the same tree. Nico was enthralled until 9am, at which point he remembered he has a Man Cold and then the world CAME TO A SCREECHING HALT.

    I spent the rest of the day (until 2pm, when he finally fell asleep in my arms) holding him and rocking him. Poor baby. :(

  8. Amy says:

    I cried the first time I saw a correctly-trimmed-tree myself. Poor fellow – I was certain I had signed his death warrant. Then the trimmer kindly informed me that you should be able to look up through a tree and see a kaleidoscope sky. And suddenly, all was right with the world …

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