There
were two trees and
an
ungroomed and ugly hedge in
front
of our house when
we
moved in.
One
was a sad looking
pine
tree and the other was
a
trash tree.
Both
needed to
come
down in my opinion.
And
actually so did
the
hedge, but we
couldn’t
afford it.
The
trash tree was
the
first to go.
It
was either borrow a small
amount
of money to take it out, or
pay
the neighbors an outrageous sum
down
the road because the roots
were
pushing into her driveway.
We
cut the hedge each week and
slowly
got rid of some of it.
We
had the remainder taken out
after
mom died.
Jenna
loved the pine tree.
She’d
often climb the ugly thing.
She
begged us to keep it always.
But
after the last wind,
Roland
noticed that it was leaning,
and
the short roots were lifting up.
So
now we are rid of that tree.
And
Jenna is sad.
But
it’s not as though we
were
planning on taking it with us
to
Oregon.
She
was going to lose it eventually
anyway.
Currently
we have a bunch of
short
logs on our lawn.
It
still looks better than
the
trees or hedge did.
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