ok, so have you ever had one of those dreams where you are sitting in church (or school) in your underwear? you haven't - well, me neither. so let's pretend like we have. anyway imagine if a house could have the same dream. alright unless the dream is a sponge bob cartoon, a house doesn't normally have undergarments, so imagine that the tree is somewhat the metaphorically equivalent item in relation to the house as clothes are to us. ok, this is getting boring - just look at the damn pictures.
house with tree
house without tree
of course i could have also said with or without a lawn, with or without tractor ruts, with or without the $ 500 it took to do this, with or without the broken water lines, with or without the fine from the city for tearing up the street with the backhoe outriggers, with or without the doctor visit to treat a scratched eye from a falling branch. seems like not too long ago i had a similar roofing adventure in which i promised never to do something like this again. where were all of you guys to kick me in the butt to bring that pain back to memory? oh well. i'm about to remodel my kitchen, someone please stop me!