Poor Tree

It's gone.

I spent a nice three hours (with help from the kids, the Deitz boys and Jon) cutting the tree into bite sized pieces. I wasn't able to get out and take a picture before my neighbor came along and chopped up and removed a bunch of branches that were in his yard. I think he was sad that he missed out on all the fun, and wanted to use his saw on something.



So sad.



Here's the tree in happier times. You will note that in this picture we had three boulevard trees. Now we're down to one.



You can tell I'm a bit emotional right now. I can only hope to get through this difficult time.