Being good stewards of the forest, we tend to keep snags out in the woods for the wildlife. But these oaks are too close to the house or the barn to let stand. About a week ago, the oak that died last year dropped a HUGE limb onto the goat fence in the middle of the night. Luckily the windows were open and I was still awake so I heard the crash. Paul went out to see what the noise was and it had taken down a cattle panel, which he went out to fix in the middle of the night in his PJ's. What a guy! If I hadn't heard that crash, I'm sure I would have been woken up by the sound of dozens of goat hooves on the porch and Pickles screaming through the front window to be fed.
Since we can't have a tree dropping limbs on livestock or human, it was time to take it down before it took one of us or the barn down. Of course, it's not like you can just "take down the tree". And like any other project around here, there are usually fifty million little things that have to happen before the main event. You know, like how hard can it be to pick up some hay? Nothing is ever simple around here.
First, you (and when I say "you", I mean Paul) have to find the chainsaw and gas. Once you find them, you have to get rid of the limbs already on the ground. With the "help" of annoyingly curious goats:
|Chop Suey will soon BE chop suey if he doesn't move his butt.|
Then it starts to rain. For