Paul "Odat" Bunyon

I'm tired. Yes I can say that. I'm retired but tired. I chopped down a tree. Well, not really chopped, but sawed. It started out as me clipping off the bottom branches...and like a barber getting carried away with a haircut, pretty soon all but the top branches are gone. Now I'm looking for a chain saw! There's no stopping me....

Actually this started out as a weed. My hub left it alone, because he thought it would be a good barrier to prevent our neighbors from looking over the fence from their deck into our yard (which is a story for another day!). (We used to be be surrounded by woods until they paved paradise and put up town houses!!)

As you can see this "weed" grew and grew and grew. I used to always snip the bottom branches to prevent me from getting jabbed in the legs every time I opened the gate. And the "Lawn Man" said he'd take care of it for me soon. Well, soon wasn't coming and I was in a fighting mood so I found one of my husband's saws (a very good one at that) and started hacking away. Actually it wasn't as hard as I thought. (My hub's words came to me: "If you have the proper tool, the job is always easy". Words I used to always "Yes Dear" him every time I heard them...."whatever". ) Well...I must say, he WAS right. This saw cut through those branches like butter! Ok well, not exactly, more like slicing hard rye bread with a good serated bread knife. But I was doing it!!! And feeling good. So......some day....it'll be all gone.....I'm working at it.

Peace