The dew was beautiful as the sun came of the mountains. I got home at dusk and photographed the cleared land without the tractors and trucks. I had the crew push over a cottonwood that was getting old and brittle since there was nothing for it to crash into but the ground. Pushing it over takes up the roots and all so we don’t have to grind out the stump. A couple of the guys from the crew are going cut up and haul off the tree, and trim dead branches out of some of our other cotton woods.