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Instead of opening Ovid this morning, I opened the garage doors and took out the chain saw.\u00a0 Checked the chain oil, thick almost like grease.\u00a0 Added some.\u00a0 Filled a measured quantity of oil in a squeeze bottle, poured into the one gallon gas can, added a gallon of fresh gas, shook the can and put the gas oil mixture in the chain saw.\u00a0 With the choke out full, I put my toe through the handle, pressing the saw firmly onto the driveway, grabbed the pull and yanked up.\u00a0 Sputter.\u00a0 Pulled again.\u00a0 Nothing.\u00a0 Pushed the choke half way in, yanked again and that ear-splitting racket that pierces homes and exurban silence whined to life.<\/p>\n
With the exception of one cedar trunk I’ve now downed, limbed and cut into smaller sections all of the damage from last November’s early, heavy snow.\u00a0 The large cedar tree just off our deck is the only tree I’ll miss.\u00a0 We nurtured it from a small shrub into a magnificent tree.\u00a0 Though I’ll miss its 17 year journey with us, it does open up a lot of sun for the vegetable garden.\u00a0 It would have been strategic to cut it down years ago, but it was a friend.<\/p>\n
When I finished limbing the first cedar trunk, my arms grew tired.\u00a0 I quit.\u00a0 No using chain saws when tired.\u00a0 Flesh and bone pose no obstacle to these tree fellers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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