This past Saturday was to be a nice lazy day around the house. It started a little overcast, but held great promise of the coming Spring.
(image: a nice sunny day over my house and my two pollutant converting cedar trees)
That is until my neighbor came knocking on my door. “We have a tree issue,” she said.
I had hardly finished my first cup of coffee when I headed outside and saw the issue to which she was referring.
One of my cedar trees, which had a split top, had decided to go visit my neighbor’s house. Fortunately for them, their maple tree decided to intervene.
(image: my neighbor’s house sitting carelessly under my runaway cedar spar.)
Following are a couple more detail shots of the spar and its precarious perch.


Based on this situation we decided we should contact a tree service, luckily both of us had used a company in the past and were very happy with their work.
The foreman was on site in about an hour and gave us the good and bad news. Good, they could do it today; Bad, it wasn’t going to be cheap. Compared to the cost to the tree falling on my neighbor’s house and the other spar (you’ll see it later) falling on mine, we decided to get it done.
A two-man crew came out and anchored the “former” top of the spar to the limbs of the maple tree and anchored the still-attached spar to the rest of the cedar.

(image: Dave getting ready to cut the spar loose, you can see the anchor rope attached to the spar)
Once the spar was cut, the crew was able to control the fall of the spar into the narrow area between our houses, missing my fence, my neighbor’s deck, the power main going to my neighbor’s house, the houses, and most importantly themselves.
It was amazing to watch it unfold. Oh for a quality video camera.
(image: the controlled fall of the spar along side my neighbor’s house.)
Once the rogue spar was grounded, the crew’s attention was turned to the remaining spar still perched atop the remainder of the cedar. As you can see in the image the remaining spar tapers down to just a semi-circle where the split occurred. Both Dave and I were not comfortable with leaving the spar up.
(image: the not-so-stable second spar)
Dave took a few furtive glances at the tree, scoped out my back yard, made his selection and began cutting… felling it perfectly into my backyard, where it pounded down on the bank in my back yard and stayed put. Perfect shot.
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