When the AuburnChick family built the ole homestead seven years ago, the landscapers put in what looked to be a harmless tree…

I was not asked where I wanted the tree to be located. Instead, the landscaper planted it smack-dab in front of my gorgeous front window.
However, over the years, I developed an affinity for the tree.
It became home to one nest almost every season.
I loved the shape of the leaves. I only recently found out it was some sort of pear tree…not the kind that produces fruit though.
And yet, as the years passed, the tree grew…
And grew…
And grew.
Soon, it was one of the tallest in the neighborhood.
You might remember that last summer, I did some heavy pruning.
But the foliage came back.
In addition, it looked like a second tree had sprouted.
Although I loved the tree, I did not like the way it blocked the view from my window. Nor did I like it blocking the view of my window from the street.
I mean, my yard is ugly enough. The window has the potential to leave an onlooker with some kind of favorable opinion of Chez AuburnChick.
For the last couple of years, I pondered the idea of having it chopped down.
I was growing concerned that the roots might make their way to the foundation of the home, and heavens only knows that I have enough problems as it is.
Well, Chicky mentioned this issue to Guy Friend.
Guy Friend, being a guy and all, showed up at my house one afternoon eager to help.
I was working in my classroom that day, so when I got home, I found Guy Friend…sitting on a ladder…saw in one hand and axe in the other.
Uh huh.
Chicky was supervising.
Uh huh.
Guy Friend hacked away at my precious tree and left it in the following condition…

Unfortunately, the stump remained, so I opened up the yellow pages and called in an expert.
He came over to give me an estimate, but he chuckled when he saw the size of the tree, claiming it was not worth his while to send out a crew. He offered to saw the trunk for $40.
Well, me in my cheapness decided to call Guy Friend’s mom to ask if Papa Guy Friend could use his chainsaw to finish off the job.
He was more than willing (Chicky is so blessed to have a Guy Friend with such great parents), and they came over on Sunday and got rid of my tree.
I sucked in my breath when I took a step back and looked at my house (don’t mind the weeds…I have been a lazy gardener this year)…

What a difference, eh? Look at the view from inside the house…

I’ve been leaving the window’s blinds closed to help lower the temperature in the house, but I am looking forward to cooler weather when I can leave the blinds open again to enjoy the view.
All that is left to do now is run by Home Depot to purchase stump killer…stuff you pour on that helps the stump and its roots to rot away.
Oh, and how did I thank Papa Guy Friend and his sweet wife?

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