The giant oak that has shaded the patio and half of our house for the past twenty-six years is dying.
We are very sad about that, but the time has come to do something about it before half of this oak tree crashes onto our new roof.
The “tree man” came today and gave us a price. He’ll call later with a date. I will have coffee and doughnuts for the crew that morning.
And Valium for Banjo Man.