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There are people cutting down the massive Norway maple in my neighbor's yard right now, and while I'm not sorry to see that tree go -- Norway maples are an invasive species around here, and the thing clearly looked old and sick enough that I've been convinced for years it's going to fall on our house and kill us in our sleep -- I was also not pleased to hear a massive thump coming from the backyard a few minutes ago.

There are still several huge and very tall branches left to go, and if one of them totals my tomato plants, THERE WILL BE BLOOD.

ETA: Have I ever wondered what a chipper-shredder being run less than five feet away from me sounds like? No, I have not. And yet now I know, and will probably continue to know for the next half-hour or so.

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Laptop, lawn chair, cold drink -- take up position in the backyard. Let 'em know you're watching.

I scooted outside during the two minutes I had before my 3pm meeting to ask them to mind the vegetable garden, and the guys were very nice, saying they wouldn't dare mess with someone's late summer tomatoes.

There's actually nowhere I can sit in the backyard right now that wouldn't risk having a tree branch fall on my head, so I think I'll be content to observe from the kitchen window.

The blood will be relatively indistinguishable from the crushed tomatoes, giving you more time to clean up the crime scene.

... plus I'll have the chipper-shredder to dispose of any lingering evidence!