Today we felled a tree. This tree.
It involved a complicated cat’s cradle of a rig —
— plus chopping, sawing, and some ill-advised steeple-jackery upon the roof of the shed.
And it landed. Not on us. Not on anything.
Actually, it’s pretty amazing that neither we nor any other living thing died — well, except the tree, obviously.*
Check it out:
Missed it by THAT much.
In retrospect, we probably should have hired a tree surgeon…but we’re broke, so we didn’t.
And thus we successfully felled a tree AND proved, as I have often maintained, that God loves idiots.
*And, tho’ it was not doing so well, I do feel bad about killing it the rest of the way.