Our house has/had a lot of trees on it's lot - it had seven. And that was one too many apparently. Our neighbor was none too fond of the oak tree that was on the boundary line between our two front lawns. The oak dropped acorns on her lawn every year and caused (?) the grass not to grow on her side of the tree (but didn't affect our side).
I scoured every photo I've ever taken of our house but could only find this one where you can see the trunk. The first two trees in the photo are maples. The third is the past tense oak. The fourth is our neighbor's tree.
I say "was," you see, b/c Terry gave in to our neighbor and had the oak cut down. She did pay half so that was nice. Here is the line of pines from the front, but you'll notice that there is no oak anymore, just a patch of sad dirt mourning the death of the friend it once nourished.
Here is the front without the oak.
Sad little dirt pile. I have been quite depressed about the it, though I wasn't particularly fond of the oak. It was just there. However, it just feels wrong to cut trees down, especially oak trees that have been there for almost 40 years. Hopefully our neighbor is happy now.
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