Tree fellers are calling here tomorrow.
Dat’s right. Der’s tree of ’em goin’ to cut down a tree.
I’m quite sad about it as that tree is one of my favourites. It’s a large Beech that self seeded about fifty or more years ago. Since then it has grown into a magnificent specimen. At one stage a Clematis tried to take it over. The Clematis managed to completely blanket half the tree up to the top. It was a fantastic cloak of pink in the spring but it was damaging the tree so it had to go.
I have put off the demolition for the past few years. My argument is that it’s a beautiful tree and a favourite of blackbirds who shout their heads off from the top all summer.
There are two problems though. One is that it’s a bit close to the house. I’m not that worried about roots though it is a small consideration. The thing is that it is directly south so it puts the house into the shade all summer. The only time we can enjoy a sit-out on the terrace in summer is after around four or five. Any earlier than that and everything is in shade.
The other problem is a sneaky one. I had some problems with the satellite dish last summer that involved a realignment of a new dish. I hadn’t noticed it before but the dish is pointing perilously close to a couple of huge Beech branches. Another wee while and another spurt of growth and bang goes our satellite reception, particularly in summer. Herself would be gutted at the loss of da telly.
There is going to be collateral damage too. A drop of friendly fire. An apple tree is directly under the Beech and will probably be FUBARed. It’s years since that tree bore an apple but it is near Herself’s window and she likes watching birds fighting over the bird feeder that hangs in the tree. No tree – no feeder – no birds to watch.
So the job has to be done and it has to be done now before birds start serious nesting.
I’m not looking forward to the noise.