It was 14 degrees with a heavy, continuous wind and George was as comfortable up in our apple tree as he would be on the beach in July. I was impressed. He works on trees for a living and he knows what he is doing. He cut off all of the dead or dying limbs and branches and the tree looks as if it got a haircut.

I cannot imagine walking around up in a tree like that for hours, but he could not have been more sure or comfortable. He’s coming back in the Spring to take a look at our big old maples, one of which struggling. Hope he can save it. If you drive by an old farm, you will almost always see a stand of big old maples, planted to provide shade, windbreak and some beauty.

Our trees need some loving care, and are getting some. George ways the apple tree is unusually large, he says it will be around for a good while.