An Even Dozen.

Every time I hear a chain saw running, I cringe a little.  It no longer reminds me of Mark running like a girl through the Haunted Maze.  The sound now only mean that we've lost yet another tree.  Thankfully, this time we had them taken down by professionals, not Mother Nature.  An even dozen.  We'll all be able to breath a little easier during the next storm.  But our "in the forest" feel is starting to fade away.  Hopefully the Arbor Sale in the Spring will help begin to replace the Ashes with new, bug resistant saplings.  Until then, we'll have to live with a few more holes in the landscaping!