Tree Fall

There’s a tree where I work that I’ve told people would fall for tha past year.

Two weeks ago, I took the chief maintenance officer out to look at it, and opined that it would fall into the empty lot rather than the parking lot. I also told him it would fall before the 15th.

It fell last night.

He let me take a souvenir from it, the only part of the tree to remain upright after it fell over: a three foot tall section of pecan wood with a natural knothole in it and a red eye below that, about six inches wide.

It will sand smooth and polish up beautifully. I expect it to darken a bit, but the knothole is a lovely oval near the top. It quite resembles a wide darning needle in shape, and I may play that up as I sand and finish it off.

I’ll photograph it after I get home tonight, in various stages of polishing it up.