I didn't know what to do. So for the next 15 months Anita lived-
- on the deck
- in the side yard on top of the peach tree stump
- on the front porch decorated as a Christmas tree
- on the front porch as a naked tree (look out of the way)
The first step was to move her from the front porch to the backyard. She is a little prickly (hey, people called her Fat Albert!) So I yoinked her off the porch into my wheelie-cart (which I'd love to get a twin for!) and wheeled her to her new PERMANENT HOME.
Since this is the first tree I've named I thought she needed a little bit of journaling... after I trimmed off some bottom branches she is 36" wide... (I love how the grass shadows highlight the appropriate number- a little serendipity there!)
And 45" tall. Anita you are so big! I think it will be fun to watch her grow over the coming years.
It was an absolutely perfect lambie March day... look at that sky!
And as long as I was in the backyard...
I decided to tidy up a different peach tree stump (I trimmed fruit trees this week). Sadly this is the second fruit tree I've lost to some kind of bore-beetle.
But because I'd been using all of my Grammie-arm-muscles (aka Relief Society arms) they were sore and weak. I couldn't put enough pressure on the saw to make much progress with my little chain saw. What to do? What to do?
I know!! Use my strong legs! That little saw just went through the rest of the stump like it was butter! There is just no substitute for strength!
Yay little-Joanie! Your short stocky legs paid off again! (Even if they are painfully white!)
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