My "drama" started last week. It was last Wednesday and Danielle when Danielle came home from school. Two of her good friends (the twins) drive her home from school and Danielle walked in the house and said that they heard this loud crack out front and it was the tree. Well I go out there and looked at the tree in the front yard and sure enough it was cracked in 3 different places and one of the branches was actually broken off the tree and laying on another. I thought that standing under it was probably not a good idea at that point.
Well I came in and called hubby. He was going to run some errands after work and I told him that he should probably come home instead. I knew that we were going to have to cut the tree down and with it getting dark early he would not have much time. I hate to see trees fall - they are all so beautiful in their own way and it takes them so long to grow. When we had the ice storm this past winter there were 4 or 5 trees on the other side of the street that fell, it's so sad.
Here is the tree just before we cut it down.
Hubby and his sister pulling the branches out of the way and starting to bundle them.
The tree cracked right in the crotch of it - in 3 different places. It's just sad...
I'll be back to show you some more of my busy week!