Jeremy said it was 33 years old. I didn't think it was that old. When we bought the house, it looked like a sickly twig, stuck in the lawn.

Jeremy said it was 33 years old. I didn't think it was that old. When we bought the house, it looked like a sickly twig, stuck in the lawn.

At any rate, I have these backyard trees that are out of control. I'm not sure what to do.  

What does it cost to cut to have one tree removed? It really can't be that hard to chop a tree.

To be safe, I got a few estimates which ranged from $300 to $3,000. Surely, cutting a tree down wouldn't take that much effort.

Anyway, Jeremy offered to do it for $100. I told him deal! After all, he's strong and we could borrow a chain saw.

Well, the felling of the first branch should have been a sign. That monster fell right onto my chain link fence. Besides, that it must have weighed 400 pounds.

I was sitting at my desk, working, when I heard the sonic boom. I thought the high school kids were out of school.

No it was my backyard tree “feller.” Jeremy's first chop landed on the chain link fence, after bouncing off the rain spout. I thought for sure we had a hole in the roof, so I hollered out the patio door.

Jeremy yelled back, “Don't worry, go back inside”. He reassured me, so, I closed the door, grabbed a caramel cream, and returned to my computer.

Then, there was a second boom. This one had to hit the fence. I ran to the door, and before I could turn the door handle, Jeremy shouted.

“Mom, everything's all right, I'll let you know when I'm done.”

Surely, Jeremy could bring down one lonely tree.

A few hours passed (five to be precise) and I could still hear the saw. I thought it important to check on the tree.

I tiptoed to the kitchen and quietly, peeked out the window.

Yes, he was sawing away — at the same tree — but my back yard had disappeared. I couldn't see the lawn for the branches.

And he had only downed half of the tree. I nearly choked on a sip of water.

I needed to have faith in my son and let him complete the task.

Well, Jeremy eventually did . . . four days later.

He sawed. He stacked. He chopped and stacked. There were leaves and twigs scattered across the lawn.

Jeremy worked 12 hours, before he started the haul-off.

Jeremy towed the branches to my friend's burn pile. It wasn't one load of branches, it was 17 loads.

All in all, it took four days, 31 hours of work. We littered the lawn, the street, and the neighborhood. My poor friend's burn pile must be 14 feet high. May I conclude with a poem?

Trees, they say, are simple to chop

“Do it yourself, it's simple as pie”,

If we only knew, the work it entailed

Hire the first trimmer, who comes buy.