We. Hate. Them.
Rotten fruit on the ground. Branches that hang down and knock CB in the head when he mows. Dead limbs. Rotten fruit. On the ground.
We. Hate. Them.
Now, after 7 years, we have decided to have the damn things chopped down. For $200.
Take a look at the 2 trees to the right of the wood pile. This may be the last picture they are ever in.
Lest the tree huggers of the world get their panties in a bunch, we are going to plant a wonderful Blue Spruce tree. A tree that does not bear fruit. That falls to the ground. And rots.
Our backyard already looks 3 times bigger. It's awesome!
The tree chopper guy told me he felt like a murderer cutting down the apple tree.
I think that's a little weird, don't you?
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