This tree in the front of our house was nice looking, about as tall as the house when we moved here 20 years ago. It's been getting uglier and uglier, dead in the middle with some green branches in the front. I've been nagging Vere to cut it down, even offering to call someone to cut it down. He wanted to do the cutting, and he started on it. I knew it would take some time, a few branches and then a rest. Vere loads the cut branches into the pickup and drives it out to drop them off in the vast dessert around Moab.
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