Good morning. As you can see, something’s happening:
There’s a cat-cop up in one of our trees:
Oh my! In the blink of an eye, there it goes:
Now there’s nothing left but a stump (which they’ll grind down tomorrow) and a lot of sawdust:
We’ll miss the tree. It was a good source of shade; but, one of these days, a storm would surely have blown it down on the hay barn.
We’ll put a new chicken coop where it used to be. 🐔