It's with a heavy heart that I have to report we've realised that, if we want the greenhouse put up in it's optimum location we must move it further away from the shed. This means the old misshapen and decidedly sorry for itself cherry needs to come out. We had pruned this to a slightly better shape when we first moved here as it had one great long branch of over eight feet which made it look very lopsided. Even though we had never been totally convinced of it's place in the garden when it comes to taking it out; ie, killing it, it's not a decision we took lightly. When removing plants you have to decide if it's not right, healthy or useful and sadly our tree had two out of three of the criteria. We feel like tree-murderers (which we are) but convince ourselves that it is for the greater good of the garden.
Two hours later: the old girl came out very easily. It seems she had never really been planted properly and so was very easy to topple just by digging around her roots and sawing through the tap root. I noticed Luke giving the trunk a consolatory pat before he cut through it. The more we garden the more we realise all things have a right to live. Still, the tree has gone; the trunk will be used as firewood once it's seasoned and we now have a clear area in which to erect the greenhouse. Seeing as how the greenhouse was a priority for us and something had to give I've just got to stop feeling bad about the tree. I'm a tree killer and that's all there is to it! Sorry!
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