While we were removing the
bushes at the Old Paradise Church, we looked up and noticed the huge pine trees
that surrounded the church. They’ve
been there for a long time and have strong, deep roots. The thought came, there’s no way they can
build the new church with those gigantic trees in the way.
We contacted the stake
president, and he gave us permission to cut down the trees closest to the
building. There were ten pine trees and two deciduous trees, twelve in
all. During this last month, we’ve
spent many days felling, sawing, and hauling away the massive trees that needed
to be removed. In turn, our prayers were fulfilled. We obtained wood and had opportunities for our family to work
together. God really does hear our prayers and generously provides for his
children.
The children stood back in
awe as the trees came falling down. There were so many branches and pine
needles that it turned into a larger than life playground of climbing and
hide-n-seek.
The children also helped drag, lift, load, and unload the branches. In the process, everyone
seemed to get a few scratches, sore hands, and bruises here and there. The
children learned that logging can be tiring and demanding but full of
satisfaction and fun too
Marianne, our
three-year-old, was a little tired and wanted to take a break. She found a
stump that was freshly cut the day before. It appeared to be a good chair and
just the right height for her to sit and rest awhile, but it turned out to be
very sticky. During the night, the pine gum must have seeped out of the live
stump. There was enough to cover the stump and soak through her pants all the
way down to the skin.
Initially no one knew what
had happened, and she said nothing about it. She was not stuck to the stump, so
she continued playing. It wasn’t until potty time that we realized her
predicament. Her underwear was stuck to her little behind, and her pants were
more than glued to her underwear. It was a major feat, in and of itself, to get
her underpants disconnected from her bum without tearing off a little skin. Oh,
the experiences and joys of a lumberjack!
While we were working, a
crane lifted a man up in a man box to disassemble and remove the ball and top
of the steeple. We watched in fascination. The children thought it would be
quite scary to be in the man box as it swung around in the air. The crane lifted it up and down several
times to get additional tools and accessories.
It was exciting to watch and gave us a break from hard work.
There were three trees that
we didn’t remove because it wasn’t safe to do so. A power line ran through the trees; we decided to wait until the
contractor disconnected the power before we attempted to take down the trees.
We were told that most of
the old trees situated around the outer perimeter are going to be part of the
new project and will fit into the new landscape. When we drove through town, we
would go by the church and check if the power line was disconnected.
On May 15, 2012 as we were
coming home from the post office, we noticed a chain link fence surrounding the
church. We stopped and talked to the
foreman about
removing the pine trees that had the power line running through them. He didn’t
want anyone inside of the fenced area and said the demolition crew would finish up the job. The track hoe
was in process of knocking down trees that were in the way. The foreman said we could have all the
firewood we wanted. The trees were located outside the fence on the north end of the
church.
When we went to see what he
was talking about, we were shocked to see so many trees uprooted. We watched as the track hoe pushed down the trees;
they easily fell over. A track hoe can
take down a tree a lot faster than our little Bobcat and chain saw.
We were under the impression
the trees in the front yard and north field were staying, but the contractors
have a plan, and many of those big trees are in the way. So many big beautiful
trees came down in just one afternoon.
Even some of our little curly trees were knocked over. We would like to have saved those curly trees.
When the foreman saw us show up the next day with a Bobcat and trailer, he came over and talked to us. He said, “It looks like you know what you’re doing. You can go on the other side of the fence to get the rest of the wood, just shut the gate behind you.” Even with permission, we felt uncomfortable going on the other side of the fence. We didn’t want to explain our situation to onlookers. It might also set precedence for others who did not receive permission. After talking to the foreman about our concerns, he pulled the wood to the outside of the fence so we could saw, load, and haul it away.
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