We have had more than our fair share of rain lately. 4 or so inches last weekend, and more this evening. The ground is so super-saturated now, it’s easy to envision my house slpping down the slope of my backyard like a giant, muddy slip-and-slide. What really happened is a little more plausible.
In case you can’t make it out, that’s my old cherry tree lying across the yard. I can’t tell if it fell in the raised beds or not, but I’m not venturing out to check until the current line of thunderstorms passes. Apparently, the water-soaked soil could no longer support the weight of the tree. Judging by the exposed root ball, there were very few roots to support it even on a good day. One final gust of breeze, and that was that. What is most amazing is that I barely heard a thing. I was sitting next to my bedroom window and watched as it quietly keeled over. Much like myself after one too many shots. It was oddly serene.
Bad news: I’ve got to do something with the carcass. I can use Mr. Z’s chainsaw to knock off many of the smaller top branches – at least enough to clear my new garden area. But I suspect the trunk is too wide and too dense for that little saw.
Sad news: The top of the tree was full of blooms, and the birds just love that tree. I wish I could replace it, but it doesn’t make much sense in my backyard. There really isn’t the space. However, I am planning on planting a slew of berry bushes. Maybe that will console the robins.
Good news: This poor old tree has been dying a slow and ugly death since I bought this house. I’ve talked about removing it for years but couldn’t afford to pay someone to fell it for me. Problem solved! I may go back to my original idea and advertise free wood to local artisans. It is, after all, solid cherry.
Best news: The only portion of the tree still thriving was at the very top. When the leaves are out, it blocked all of my sun from the south – right smack in front of my raised beds. There should be a sustantial increase of sunlight in the garden now.
Close, but no cigar! Looks like some of the smaller top branches are hanging over my boxes, but I don’t think they are even touching the ground. How lucky is that? I’m not thrilled that I add yet another laborious project on my to-do list, but I’m so thankful I won’t have to rebuild those boxes. And check out that big ball of light in the sky! My maters are going to be so happy…..