Monday, August 3, 2009

Me and my chainsaw

I thought I would get a start on that tree that fell in my wild area last weekend. I'm gonna need some help, obviously. After an hour of limbing and cutting "small" pieces of the trunk into nowhere near manageable logs, it is apparent that this job is a little too big for me and my tiny Poulan chainsaw.



I did get a rather large limb chopped up. There are about 20 more to go.



At least 10' off the ground, my size 13s are dwarfed.



Is this the face of sanity?



It's time to call my dad.

5 comments:

Engineeredgarden said...

"It's time to call my Dad." That's pretty funny!

Jim-The Gaudy Garden said...

I'd have to call a tree service (with a crane). Been there, done that!

Tom - 7th Street Cottage said...

I plan to leave the largest part of the tree. I'll think of it as garden art. It'll make a good nesting spot for some of the birds around here as well.

L. D. Burgus said...

Sometimes Dad gives the moral support that gets you through a project. Their experience and muscle to can be a great help. Good luck.

gwenavyre said...

You should get some mushroom plugs for the limbs and grow mushrooms!