the end of july MY 100th BLOG I realize?!?!

i knew it
the end of july
summer is almost over
it's been weeks since i've written
it's too busy for me
all good
but i miss my alone time

i want to write about the pruned tree across the way
how i can see the grass now
and a porch
see branches and not just all leaves

the fine art of pruning a tree

when they came in there i was fearful...
and it's not even my tree
but we do look at it everyday

what would they take away

but they were wonderful
like a well orchestrated band

some tying and cutting the braches
others gathering the fallen limbs
and the head tree man
like some wise wizard
fully equipped with long white beard?!?

walked around the base and pointed and directed

and now the tree looks so much happier
it can breath
the space around it can breath
it's integrated!??!

positive and negative space moving now
instead of being some big scary clump

my first thought when the tree guys showed up was that they were taking it down
i never even thought that it needed pruning
until they showed up that day

i couldn't imagine that they were going to take it down
they love it more than we do
they cover it with lights
and spend hours on ladders doing who knows what?!

but once they started pruning
it was like
oh my
this is definetly better

i need to prune my life
i feel it is
yet look
it is far too busy
not enough space to breath

how
can i do it all
and still do this