While I was taking pictures I noticed that the lilies of the valley outside the kitchen window were in bloom, so I picked lots.
One guy took out a really big chain saw and another held on to a rope attached to the top of it.
He cut out a big wedge so the tree would fall in the right direction
Then he cut from the other direction straight through. It starts to fall...
A big momma raccoon also burst out and disappeared into the distance. And two more babies remained inside the hollow, alive but not going anywhere.
Thursday I woke up worried about what would happen to the babies when the log truck guy came. He didn't come until the afternoon.
But first we took the lid off the hollow trunk...It was empty. The mother raccoon had gathered the three babies in the night and moved them to another home.
So the log man picked up the remains of the tree...
And we said farewell to the weeping willow that had stood sentinel at our house for more than a century.