Choking the cherry.

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During our last N’or Easter, my poor choke cherry tree took a hit.

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It’s an old ragged tree that was here when we moved in 20 years ago, but the blooms are lovely in the spring and the cherries are bright red in the fall… even if they are inedible.

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With all the rain and melting snow we’ve had, the high wind busted off quite a few limbs.

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So my husband went out to deal with the mess.

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And disturbed a few woodchucks who were sunning themselves on the stone wall in the process.

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It’s been a while since my husband has fired up the chain saw.

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And the fumes were toxic.

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But once the air cleared, my poor tree got a trim.

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And the wood shed got a pile of cherry.

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🥺

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17 thoughts on “Choking the cherry.”

  1. We had a couple of small cherry trees in front of our home which eventually died off, and while we were sad for the trees, we did not miss those seasons when a ton of cherries rained down upon our sidewalk.🍒 I assume the woodchucks will reschedule their suntan session.

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