our beautiful round healthy bradford pear was due for another “trim”, I put trim in ” ” because the trim is more like a hacking! If I were a tree I’m sure I

would have heard it’s protests….

So here it is in all it’s nakedness… Stripped of it’s years of growth and shelter for the many birds that resided in it… I say many birds because there are

very obvious signs on our driveway during the spring and summer… Signs I have to, drag out the garden hose from the other side of the house, to remove.

I wish I could post a audio of said birds protests once the tree butcher’s had left. (OK, that’s a bit harsh to call them butcher’s, but look at this poor remnant left standing!)

The birds were squacking up a storm and flying all around wildly. I made a quick escape into the house before they turned on me..

It’s possible too many trees were cut up in this town…

I am  truly going to miss the bright red ball of leafs this fall and the white  spring blooms that make it look like a giant popcorn ball…

So that’s it for now… in the life of our bradford pear tree…