...ordinarily, none of us would cheer the removal of one of the neighborhood's venerable old trees, but the big silver maple south of the Garden-Next-Door was a tragedy waiting to happen:deeply "branched" with huge heavy limbs in all directions including over the house. It had rot in the trunk, was hit by lightning in recent years: we had a micro-burst a couple of years ago which luckily did not hit this block or the tree would have fallen. The new homeowner chose today, Brown Eyes' wedding day to have the tree removed, much to the joy of Mr D, who has wanted it gone for thirty years.
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