This is going to be hard. I like having that green outside the window, and it will take a few years for the new to fill in the blankness.
It shades the neighbor’s garden and our solar. It needs to be done.
The first time the tree people put us on the schedule, I both had the flu and was passing blood–just not the day to deal with one more thing nor to be around anyone. I’m fine now, and they called asking if tomorrow…?
Nesting season has begun but there are no discernible nests in that tree; that chickadee I saw with the moss was heading to some place beyond the fence, as have all the others as far as I’ve been able to tell.
I will replace it immediately with a dwarf citrus that will never get much higher than the fence, even if we never prune it.
We are also taking out a small volunteer palm whose roots threaten both the garage and the neighbor’s redwood. Out.
Chainsaws in the morning.