We had a phone call bright and early this morning and Steve and the crew were headed our way. He felt that the ground would be firm enough to get the pine tree down. He was right!
They are hauling the cut up sections down to a brush pile to get them out of the yard for us and doing the clean up. They took the wires down on one end of the clothes line to keep the tree from snagging them. Those wires need to be replaced anyway so now we can get that chore taken care of.
We planted this tree the year after we got married and a year before Audrey was born. It was 47 yrs old. I’ll miss it. I won’t miss the pine needles in the gutters or picking up pine cones, but I’ll miss the sound of the wind blowing through it’s branches.
I saved casting off on the Hitchhiker Shawl for this morning but got sidelined when the Timberjack crew showed up. I’ll get that done before it’s time to prepare lunch and have a finished photo for my next post.
I am a Native Texan, Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother, Catholic Convert residing in rural North East Texas since 1975 when I married my husband and this small town girl became a country girl.
I was taught to knit at the age of ten and discovered the writings of Elizabeth Zimmerman shortly after I married. I learned to ‘unvent’ things as I went along, to create my own patterns and generally have a blast with yarn and needles.
In the mid 1980’s I explored the idea of spinning my own yarn and eventually got interested in weaving on a floor loom. I have three spinning wheels and a 24″ four-shaft Herald floor loom that I purchased from a friend in the 1990’s.
I also enjoy sewing, tatting and making rosaries. I have a work room that contains my fiber, yarn, floor loom, sewing machines, serger and rosary making supplies. I have a spinning corner in a bedroom next to my work room, both with north windows looking toward the creek.
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Rural Texas Knitter 