We could not leave it there for fear it would fall on someone's head.
So hubby brought up the backhoe.
| Hubby on backhoe getting ready to attack tree limb. |
| He moved the backhoe bucket ever so gently, like a mother cat stroking her young. |
| He moved the bucket and pushes on the limb. |
| The limb caught on another tree, of course. So he lowered the bucket and lifted from the end of the branch. |
| Tada! The big branch is down on the ground, ready to be sawed up and placed on the wood pile. |
Aren't you thankful for the backhoe to do that work?!
ReplyDeleteThese storms always bring extra work for our husbands. Nice that you have a backhoe!
ReplyDeleteyou are lucky to have a backhoe
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