I feel like I should write a poem about killing the tree.  I could tell as soon as I came off of the highway tonight that it was gone.  I wasn't going to plant anything in it's place but it looks so bad.





Definitely was hollow in the center.  Hopefully the boys will be back tomorrow to pick up after themselves but I'm going to call anyway because I have other things I want taken out while they are in the yard.  The smell of the fresh wood is great - someone should bottle it!