They didn’t shout TIMBERRRRRR :(
A few years ago, the tree was sick but not dead. Then it was full of rook nests.
When it died completely, the rooks left but the jackdaws would come and perch on the branches and chirp in the evening. A score or more.
I thought I would miss it more than I do, but it was a source of significant anxiety – only a matter of time before it came down on its own. The prevailing wind should have pushed it into the sheep field behind us, but there was a non-zero chance it would take out Uncle B’s greenhouse and maybe even the whole back of the house.
Two guys, three hours, start to finish.
August 26, 2025 — 6:48 pm
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