When the bill came I wondered what you'd have to pay me to climb a tree some 20-degree day, and, with nothing more than a leather strap between me and a broken back, start trimming. Probably a bit more than these arborists who did a good job. Trees really enhance life and are poetic to people who like Kilmer's poem, one of the few that I memorized. It's short and rhymes.
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