And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe, and saw.
For those that do not know, I live on a mountain in North Georgia. My backyard is a forest that drops off sharply toward the back of the property. For this reason there is no need for window treatments in the back of the house. No drapes, no blinds, no problem.
Or so I thought.
This morning I woke up and in the fog of my early morning head I either heard workers or the voice in my head was speaking fluent Spanish. While this is unusual it is not completely unheard of.
Imagine my surprise when I looked out my back windows in all my glory and saw Jesus and Jose 50 feet up a tree in my backyard with a chain saw.
Buenos dios amigos I hope you got a good look!
My landlord has an unwritten agreement with the neighbor allowing him to cut down any trees on our property that he feels may fall on his much nicer house and property. Other than the fact that the neighbor looks like Charlie Manson, only not as well kempt, he pretty much stays to himself which is my definition of a good neighbor. But a warning would have been greatly appreciated.
I think the tree boys saw more of wife this morning than I did.
The tree they cut is the large one in picture above. I don't think that it was going anywhere but I am no tree expert. It saddens me that such a fine specimen of Georgia pine had to be sacrificed.
The worst part is they left the dismembered remains in my front yard as a reminder.
The view is better but I would rather have the tree.