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Buh-Bye

The forest behind my home is being cut down today. They began yesterday and this morning they reached the back of my fence. This machine clutches a tree, then a saw cuts through it, picks it up and tosses it aside. It's brutal. And very fast.

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I was talking on the phone with my next door neighbor about what was going on behind our homes and I thought that having a BB gun trained on that guy in the machine might be fun for some stress relief. She thought it might be fun to do that guy's job. I don't. It would kill me to cut down that many trees.
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There is a lot more light in my house now because the trees are gone. That won't be good this summer when it gets hot out again. It was nice in the back of our house in the evenings because the trees kept us cool. I'm going to miss that a great deal. If I'm here, that is.
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  1. why are they destroying a forest????? is it a fire hazard or something????? please say yes.

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  2. oh just read that they want to put up more homes. not good enough of a reason in my opinion.

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  3. No, it's not a good reason from my perspective either.

    Then I think....they cut down the trees to make my house. Of course, then I think....well, they should have stopped after that! ::weak smile::

    The big machines are out there right now, cleaning up all the fallen trees and brush. It's going to be a long, loud, day.

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  4. Thank you so much for the comment you left on my blog! I appreciate it more than words can say ..

    You dont live that far from me... Maybe one of these days we can throw all the kids together, crank up the BBQ, and make the most of the short summers here in the Pac NW...

    Loved your blog... You're fabulous!

    Jo

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  5. I live even closer than you think! I'm further south than Seattle right now, but considering a move back there for a lot of different reasons.

    Thanks for writing and I'll keep reading your blog. It's an incredibly heartwarming story.

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  6. How much further South??

    And thanks for the compliments about the blog.. We signed loan papework yesterday, so I'm feeling like a huge load has been lifted. Now we get to get ready for the homestudy..lol.

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