Trimming Trees

Yesterday (I guess it was 2 days ago now), I decided I needed to trim my tree. I know it's late in the year - but I thought it needed a haircut now! As you can see, it is quite big and reaching the top is out of the question without some kind of tool - like a ladder. I trimmed and trimmed until I needed the tool and decided to just pull out my step stool from the garage. I stretched and stretched to reach the top - and I must say, I did pretty good.





The clippings were piling up all around the tree and I was pretty proud of my accomplishment.



But - there was one more branch that needed a haircut - so I stretched, and stretched some more and soon the clippers flew one direction, the step stool another, and me - well I came straight down! I sat there a second, it didn't appear that any bones were broken, so I got up - and decided that was enough for one day!


As I look at my handiwork, I can see my tree looks a little silly with those wild branches at the top - like Dennis the Menace.



Then I take a second look - did my haircut make any difference at all?



Well, at least I tried.