The last few weeks the weather has been warming up nicely. My mates and I were really anxious to get outside again. Some of the branches on the trees in my yard had broken under the weight of the snow so we decided to clean up my yard. Then we saw some branches that were broken, but were caught among other branches and still stuck in the tree. It was hard work, but we finally got the task completed.
Surprisingly, we had a lot of energy left with nothing to do. Peep suggested we take a walk in the neighborhood to see if anyone else had broken branches in their trees, so off we went.
All of a sudden we heard a loud buzzing noise which we decided to investigate. It was one of my neighbors cutting up one of his many beautiful trees. He proceeded to tell us about how the heavy snow had broken a lot of the branches of his tree, therefore, he had to cut it down. We could tell it was breaking his heart to cut up that beautiful tree. We noticed he didn't have any help, so we volunteered to give him some assistance.
It was very hard work, but we could tell it was appreciated even before we were thanked profusely.
