After going through the trauma of our downed tree a few weeks back I was supposed to get a visit from a local tree-chopping guy who worked with the town.. I never saw anyone -- until today. A big tree-chopping truck pulled up in front of the house and I walked out front to meet the guy. I quickly figured out this was the guy who was going to give me an estimate on the remainders of the split tree. I think he was surprised I was home. I didn't bother to explain my time-killing status.
I've been having growing concerns about its strength and I know I was going to worry about it with every passing storm with wind. I've had varying opinions on this tree's status, but now I can rest assured and I have my answer. The tree-chopping guy, when asked about the tree's status, performed the highly technical tree assessment test. He kicked the base of the tree with his boot and stated "this tree is dead".. If it isn't dead it surely is dying. I felt like I was dealing with a pro.. (Is my condo ready yet??)
The guy gave me a decent price so I agreed to go with it.. There was no firm date or price in writing - it was the handshake that did the trick PLUS one of the town guys was with him. The town guy I can't forget - he's their tree guy and his name is "Chip"... good branding?? It's like the town plumber with the name "Drippy"...
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