Shrubs and trees needed attention – heavy trimming or removal. The property was in very good shape when we moved here almost nine years ago, but the weeping cherry tree got away from us. John cut a few large limbs over the years, and David removed one last year. Every summer I hacked my way through the dangling branches so that people could walk along the gravel path. Despite several trimming sessions each year, I couldn’t keep the walkway clear. Before the tree got a nasty name like the Wicked Wisteria did, we decided it had to go. I watched Jeremy’s deft movements and heard the saw do its job. As the tree fell, I had not one regret. The rhododendron and lilac bushes had been bullied and overpowered by the cherry, and they certainly had reason to cheer.
With great pleasure, I saw Jeremy use his nifty machine to pick up the tree, parade it around the house, and put it gently on his truck. His wife was standing by me, and you may be able to see his two-year-old son in his lap. Young Hudson loves to “work” with his dad.
This photo shows the stump, the path, and the two plants that are now relaxing their limbs after years of crowding.
The Wicked Wisteria is in the center of the photo. Doesn’t it look like it is sticking out its tongue at me?