Only on two hours of sleep so when my dad woke me to tell me about what the arborist said regarding one of trees in our yard, I didn't really come to my senses or know what he was talking about for a good moment. But, then just dread hit. I don't know why, something about his phrasing is really haunting me. And now I can't go back to sleep.
I knew the tree was sick. Really sick. We all knew. Even the "healthier" parts of the tree have become overridden with fungi, which is pretty much a mark of death for a tree. So, onto arborist report. The fungus itself is now a cause for alarm, and the tree could potentially fall because I guess it is actually rotting from the inside out. I don't know why this new development is spooking me so much. The arborist is taking the tree down in October, and I am devastated about that, but it's the stuff about the tree rotting thats really making me sad. Scaring me, almost.