I suppose you could call our family 'tree huggers'. Not in the traditional sense --- we haven't climbed a tree and lived in it for weeks to keep loggers from cutting it down. But we do love trees. Sometimes a tree grows old or gets broken in a storm. Much discussion ensues in our family as to whether it should be cut down or simply trimmed back with hopes that it will send forth new twigs that will grow to branches and revive the tree. During the boys early adolescence I remember many conversations and opinions from them about a tree that mom or dad deemed hopeless and they sought to save. This love for trees has extended to our mountain property as well. Trees on the mountain are frequently the victim of winter's storms. Each spring when roads are cleared of snowdrifts enough to traverse them once again, we find three or four of our tall trees that have fallen prey to the fate of nature. These trees become firewood and are not wasted, but we so miss their majestic beauty. This autumn Brent and I spent much time discussing our beautiful signature tree by the cabin. We're always aware of how a tall tree can fall during storm winds. This awareness is very keen during a nighttime storm when you are sleeping in the cabin loft with rooftop sloping near you. If a tree falls on the cabin it could cause much damage and danger. We have been babying this old giant along, hoping that it will stay strong and true. But a crack in at the base of the tree shows some damage and it's age --- so we are slowly agreeing that maybe it needs to be cut down. This decision was made late in the season and winter is upon us. So, for this winter we've come up with another solution that might save the tree from chainsaws sharpness for just a little bit longer.