One arm saw

Yesterday I headed over to Christine’s place armed with my electric chainsaw. There is a banyan tree next to her driveway that had a number of low hanging branches that were hitting the vehicles. I had tried to address this previously with my power trimmers, knocking off small branches that were low. It was a stop gap fix.

Armed with a ladder and my chainsaw I cut the offending branches back closer to the trunk to prevent a recurrence of the problem anytime soon. Despite being battery powered the Ryobi chainsaw does a nice job of zipping through medium size branches easily. In the span of 15 minutes I had cleared the driveway of any low hanging foliage. During the work I utilized clearly dangerous techniques to reach some of the branches, working the saw with one hand, far above my head. I survived.

This weekend I have a few issues in the house I need to get addressed, none of which should take more than 15 minute blocks of time. When I was doing the work at Christine’s I told her how I used to spend an entire day trimming the 26 trees at my old house. Saying that reminded me of how much I hated that chore and how fortunate I am to be able to refer to it in the past tense now.