I really, REALLY, have no affection for rubber trees…especially the one in front of my lovely Palm, below. When we moved here two years ago, several of it’s branches extended as high as the palm fronds!
Enter my son, Jack, clippers in hand:
He begins to make a pretty good dent in it:
Before too long, a huge pile is accumulating!!!
An hour later, I snapped this final picture:
I don’t know if its his size, or the pose, or the fact that he was fighting (in gloves!!! 🙂 ) with a rubber tree, but while he was working, I had flashbacks to a scene in Rocky Balboa when Stallone enters the ring to a song made famous by Sinatra…you know the one…but if not, here’s a refresher:
Comically appropriate, yeah?
Anyway…..thanks to Rocky….er, um…Jack, there are less aerial roots and buttressing branches inpinging on my yard space…and that’s a good thing!!
Until next time……