I borrowed the neighbor’s tree trimmer today & went a little nuts cutting back dead branches. But the light opened up in the backyard & it feels wonderful for autumn.
Zephyr was a enormous help.
He wrestled those branches to the ground, then chewed them up all over the lawn. We’ll call it mulch.
While I was teetering atop the ladder, extending the trimmer to its full length–a circus act, surely–the large dead limb came crashing down a little too close to for my liking. I said a Hail Mary and dubbed the trees: trimmed. 
Neighbors on both sides came out to help finish up what I obviously couldn’t reach. It always feels nice when we come to together, leaving our fences behind, even briefly.
You trim back the dead wood and the sky opens up to you. Just like that. 
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