I read an article today about blame. It said the smart person looks at the situation and rather than figuring out who to blame says "What needs to be done?" And then, of course, does that rather than standing around deciding who's at fault.
We had to cut down a tree in my backyard this week. It seemed like the right thing to do. It being dead and all. And while we were at it, we took advantage of having 8 guys out here to go ahead and take down the GIGANTORE cottonwood tree (read:weed) that had overcome most of the yard.
These cottonwoods are not really trees as explained to me by an arborist in a wife-beater t-shirt but rather weeds left alone grown out of control. This is a subject for another post for sure.
It seemed like the right thing to do.
It causes a bunch of cottony like bunk twice a year to get everywhere (typically right after we wash the outside of the house and all the windows);
It has more leaves then are physically rake-able in one afternoon;
I could go on and on... It just didn't seem smart letting this treeweed continue to grow and overtake who knows how much more of our yard.
So we had them take it down.
This morning there are two squirrels sitting on our fence looking at where the tree used to be. I am sick. They look like they are thinking "What happened to our tree?" "Where is our home, our food for the winter?" "Whose idea was this?!?"
In reality, I imagine they are not thinking this at all. They aren't like humans. They are probably resting while rebuilding their next home. They do what good, mature humans do. They aren't looking for someone to blame. They are seeing what needs to be done and doing it.
It still makes me sick, though and as I stare out at the squirrels I can't believe I let my husband and that stupid tree guy talk me into this.
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