One would like to think that there never is a good time to cut down a tree. However, for this beautiful Norway Spruce that was given to us in 1985 by my grandfather, Albert Behnke time was up.
We had this for our first Christmas in our new home. Our son was 3 1/2, and our daughter was on her way. It was beautiful. I had always had cut Fraser Firs in the past but wanted to try a B & B tree like my grandparents did each year.
After Christmas was over, we got it planted and enjoyed many years of putting lights on it and watching it grow. Grow it did till now 33 years later it dwarfed our home, and we had to hold our breath every time the wind blew.
It was just too close for comfort. We also had a few other trees in our back yard that were in danger of hitting our home–all of them given to us by my grandfather. He never told me they would someday need to come down.
The top photo shows the tree with two of my grandchildren for scale. When they finally yelled timber, and the tree came down, our whole house shook, and there is a dent in our lawn!
My grandson Aaron had a fantastic idea while watching all the activities. He really felt that we should just leave the trunk up and have a tree-climbing pole like they do with rock climbing. Or better yet, make a totem pole. All great ideas that unfortunately were not to be.
I cannot stress enough how important it is to have experts come in to take down a tree if it must come down. They were so careful in planning each detail out.
Along with the chain saw and the bucket truck this company–Mason Dixon Tree Service owned by Karl Tomanek–also came with a machine that chopped up all the limbs. Then he had the neatest remote control machine that removed the stump. Chop Chop, and it was done. Neatly and safely.
So now what? What is next for my front yard? All my shade is gone, and I fear for my hostas. That said, the amount of light that now comes into our living room is lovely. I am currently deciding just what kind of tree we should get. I might have to get hold of long-time Behnke tree expert John Reed (“the cowboy“) to give me advice.
Of course, my husband is shaking his head and saying no more so close to the house. That’s fine with me. I figure I will plant it a little further out. The saddest thing for me is that it won’t be #bornatbehnkes. But it will be born from another local independent garden center!
Behnke Nurseries, VP