Relative Something

With a nod to Steve, who taught me that standing dead trees are simply verticle firewood storage, the latest high wind day we experienced brought two trees down across our trails on opposite ends of our property, and one of them was prime for cutting and splitting to burn.

The other tree was small enough that I was able to dispatch the limbs with our electric hand chainsaw pruner and stack the branches for removal to the north border of our property, where we are building a natural barrier along the fence line.

Wandering around in the woods in the vicinity of where I sawed logs from the larger tree, I started taking updated pictures of the multiple other trees that have succumbed to wind events. I think these have been shown in previous posts, so you may recognize several. None of them are across a trail, so I haven’t needed to do anything about them.

A couple of large poplars are hung up in adjacent trees and will present a significant challenge to bring down if we ever decide that needs to happen.

Unless a future big wind day succeeds in finishing the job, I intend to let the green growth of spring and summer cover up views of these trees. Out of sight, out of mind. Luckily, none of the “leaners” threaten to fall across a trail.

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