
I awoke on Saturday morning to a slow but constant drizzle. It looked like the trees would have to wait until Sunday. However, just as they gasped a sigh of relief, the rain let up and we were on site at around 9:30. I guess there is some merit to the paper shaking after all. The above photo is a shot of our land before the destruction began. If you look closely you can almost see the trees shaking with fear (it could be due to the wind, but fear sounds much more menacing).

Despite my desire to wield the chainsaw, I thought it best to let my friend take the lead. Besides, we still have a long way to go on this project and the absence of a thumb might throw a spanner in the works. You can see him on the right wielding the gasoline version of Excalibur, while I stand aside in my fashionable yellow ear muffs and over sized goggles. My main role was to carry the felled trees to the back of the property, coerce my office staff into helping on a Saturday (not pictured since they didn't show up until 11:00, but once they arrived they did an outstanding job), and to provide lunch. My wife prepared prosciutto and brie baguettes for everyone which was greatly appreciated and gave us the energy to continue our assault on the trees.

50 odd trees later we finished the job around 14:30. The lot is clear at a fraction of the cost of hiring professionals. This week I will be spending every evening cutting logs and stacking them for use in our wood stove. In the meantime, we will host a BBQ tomorrow in repayment for all of the help we received today.
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