Lumberjack Lament

It is rather difficult to hug a tree while giving thumbs up to the guy with the chainsaw. Removing a tree from your home almost always elicits a reaction from your neighbors. Removing six of them is going to have everyone talking. I find the emotional response quit different here in Columbus Georgia versus Portland Oregon and both viewpoints are valid.
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In Portland removing a tree had everyone asking you for a darn good reason. Was the tree damaged from a construction project? Not a good enough reason and most of the time that only enraged neighbors even more; not to mention their freely offered opinion of your “enhancement”. Was the tree diseased? This could possibly be a darn fine reason unless you did not do everything in your power to prevent it. Did you have your trees inoculated? I mean we were serious about trees!
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The mess trees make with leaves in the fall, fruit, nuts, pods, seeds etc. on the sidewalks were all considered part of the ambiance of living in a neighborhood with beautiful tree lined streets.
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Now here at mom’s house in Columbus we had some tree decisions to make. Back when her house was built in the early sixties someone either planted or left some pine trees very close to the house. Decades later these trees are ninety to a hundred feet tall. Limbs fall during storms. Some of the limbs are as big around as I am, and trust me I can do some serious damage if you drop me from 90 feet in the air.
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How did the neighbors react to six tall pine trees disappearing from the landscape? Joy was the mood of those with houses in reach of the trees and their limbs. Me? I am having a hard dime aligning my good safety sense with my northwest tree hugging spirit. Then there is the air conditioning bill without shade.


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