While sitting and enjoying my morning coffee on the deck yesterday, I am greeted by more than birds chirping—a sudden CRACK, followed by a huge splash does not bode well. I saw a big dead limb floating in the water, then noticed this oak leaning precariously way over the water, too near the diving board. Not good.
MM to the rescue to analyze the situation, determining that the tree had to be cut down. Bugger. It is a good thing he did, because the innards were rotten and it wouldn’t have lasted in place much longer. Plus, he got rid of some smaller stuff:
And got “ate up” by the blasphemy vines and had to wash off all the blood:
Then hook up and drag off the tree (so the kids could use the diving board):
Missy had to inspect before giving the “all clear” signal to begin use:
And then the fun of the fourth began, with lots of good food and fun times for friends and family. Everyone was happy (except for two kitties) when the neighbor’s fireworks began at dark, but all survived the noise and chaos. Macey and I beat Joan and Ansley at three games of marbles. Ready for a rematch, girls?
How was your celebration? Hopefully it didn’t include a chain saw!