Freaky Friday

The big pine tree sent a message with my name on it.

Yesterday was another beautiful day on the Taylor hillside. I spent the afternoon clearing away mud from the dog ramp to the grass in the back yard. The trench work for the plumbing created a mud pit right at the area the dogs must cross–where the sloping back yard ends at the walkway. I had hauled Mexican beach rocks to the worst part right after the rain that turned the freshly trenched area into a mud slalom course. Currently, I am working on the stretch from where the concrete ends near the ramp to those Mexican beach rocks. Let’s just say a lot of physical labor was involved–shoveling mud off the concrete walk next to the ramp and the fence…carrying said mud out of the yard and dumping, and carrying rocks back into the yard and down that ramp. I consider it the equivalent to working out with weights.

Then I began picking up pine cones around the big tree in the front yard–the one that generally supplies me with sufficient kindling for the fire pit. Back up the hill and placing the pine cones strategically, I heard a sound behind me, and turned around to see big limbs falling from waaaaay up, and crack and splinter when they hit the ground…right where only a few minutes prior I had been standing, stooping, and gathering kindling. Yes, that left me standing there, soberly considering the possibilities.

Just when I think I have made major progress in cleaning up…not sure when I might be willing to venture close to that big ‘ole pine tree now. Remember when Danny Glover said “I’m too old for this…”? It might be time to hang up my work boots. Even Grandma finally quit trying to keep things going and moved to town.

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14 Responses to Freaky Friday

  1. Betty says:

    I am glad you were not hurt. Is the tree dead or diseased?

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    • Suzassippi says:

      Thank you, Betty. I have always tried to be very vigilant when I am around it. It is not dead nor diseased (per our tree man), but some of the lower limbs took so much heat in the fire that burned up the fence that they did not recover. Ice storms usually take them down, or a heavy thunderstorm. This is the first time I was out there and literally saw the limbs just fall. The upper portion is still growing and with lots of pine needles and pine cones. I would prefer to take it down intentionally, but Randy and the tree man were not concerned. The fire did kill all the pine trees that ran along the edge of the yard except for one.

      That is what led me to the ARK: Acts of Restorative Kindness and allowing the outer perimeter to return to nature. It is why I keep finding so many new plant species each spring! This one sits midway in the front yard and there is a broad expanse of lower ground from the tree over to the driveway, away from the road, so gravity (per R and TM) will take it that direction if if ever fell. To take down the two slender ones at the back of the house was $2,000 so I cannot imagine what this big guy would cost.

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      • Betty says:

        Perhaps most if not all of the damaged limbs are down now. Dan and I saw a whole tree fall over in front of our eyes while at a park in Long Beach on a windy day. A second time we had a close encounter was a windy day at a park in South St. Louis. A large tree limb fell on us, but the heavy limbs went on our sides and branches between us as well. I was sitting there eating a caramel apple. Someone saw it happen and called 911 immediately. I heard her say, “They were on a bench eating a caramel apple, and a tree fell on them.” We immediately said we were fine, but I had to ask – “Now why did you have to mention the caramel apple?” 🙂

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        • Suzassippi says:

          Oh, my, I was not expecting that last line! I should have been since it was you, and it did make me laugh right out loud. That is a close encounter and you were indeed fortunate. I have seen a lot of pine trees lying on their side in the last 18 years now–with their short little roots gasping for dirt and water. I know it can happen, which is another reason I never go out there when it is storming and high wind–just in case, and always have a back up plan for “where will I run if it starts to fall.” Of course, the nano second does not provide much opportunity.

          At my niece’s wedding in Corsicana, TX a giant oak tree fell and crashed into the patio fence where moments before she and her bridesmaids had been out there toasting her and laughing as she was getting ready to walk the aisle in the back yard. The photographer took photos of them leaning against the tree afterwards and the newspaper ran it with the caption: The wedding that moved heaven and earth.

          These are mostly stubbies left in the bare portion as the really large ones have fallen, so I hope you are right!

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  2. peggy says:

    I was out in my yard doing work today. I told myself last year I was hanging up my boots – but it never seems to happen in this 3 acre yard. I say that was a close call for yoy. Someone was looking out for you. I worry about my row of pine trees doing that to me.


    • Suzassippi says:

      I know what you mean…after saying I was not sure when…I was back out there today picking up the limbs. Go figure. But do be careful–pine trees are as treacherous as they are beautiful, as you well know.

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  3. Is the pine tree telling you it’s ready to die???

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  4. Yikes! I’m glad you’re okay.

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  5. Julia says:

    I am so glad you had moved out from under the pine before the branch fell. That must have been very scary.


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