When we went out on the deck this morning to have our coffee, everything was wet. We had a thunderstorm yesterday afternoon, and it has been so humid that nothing dried throughout the night.
Sitting there sipping my coffee, I looked up and noticed the tree branches actually laying on the roof of the house. All the extra weight of the water made them heavy enough to actually reach the roof.
Can’t have tree branches on the roof at anytime! That would pretty much wear out the shingles in no time. So I planned on doing some tree trimming today.
You know, 30 years ago I could climb ladders and get right up onto the roof of our Colonial home. But today I figured I could reach the branches with my extended ladder and tree trimmer.
Yep, from down on the ground it looks like it will be a “piece of cake.” After all, I have one of those “Little Giant Ladder Systems!” Plenty sturdy to hold up a guy of my stature.
So I asked Wilma if she would assist me outside, just in case I would fall!
Looking at these pictures, it just doesn’t look all that high to me. Of course that’s from down here! It looks a little more scary from up there.
Can’t look down! Nerves are starting to get the best of me. Now why does that happen with age? Like I said, 30 years ago, I actually was up on that roof, leaning over the edge painting the white trim!
Oh well. Most of the branches were removed. More has to be trimmed back, but that can wait for another day after my nerves settle down.
Until next time, be safe and God Bless.