Well, the arborists came by today to chop the old oak tree down. Okay, chop is not accurate—saw it and pull it down is more accurate. I tried to count a few of the outer rings, and boy there are a lot of them. If...
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I am sad to say that my old oak tree, the one that sits next to my driveway, has been slated to come down this week. I have not lived here long, but that oak tree has represented our property, at least for me, in...
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