RIP, Grand Old Tree

Well, it was a cottonwood, which is not my favorite tree in the world, but it was over 40 feet tall and probably over 60 years old, so I felt unexpectedly sad when we finally had to have it taken out (because it was at least 90 percent dead.) It was really wild watching the tree guys, who are "climbers" (not bucket-truckers), making their cuts and attaching their ropes and pulleys, then successfully pulling down the two huge trunks into the street. RIP old cottonwood: the elm beside you now has more room to spread & be happy.