Yes, in spite of doctor’s orders to continue to wear my boot except in the house, I went outside wearing two shoes. But I have an explanation – it was David’s fault.
Friday afternoon I heard a noise in the back yard that meant another dead tree was falling victim not only to the draught but also to David’s chain saw.
A few seconds after I snapped this picture, he left the scene and returned with the mower, tied a line around the tree, and pulled.
I thought he was putting tension on the tree so it would fall in the direction he wanted, but that wasn’t the problem. If you look closely, you can see a red spot on the trunk about two feet from the ground. That’s the chain saw that the tree took captive. The steady pressure didn’t work, so he asked me to drive the mower while he worked the saw loose. I didn’t think my Frankenstein boot would work well, so…
The tree finally released the blade, and a few minutes later it fell gracefully into the creek.
Stump burning to follow.
My ankle seems to have survived the ordeal without trauma.