My man with the brush-trimmer. (That thing is AMAZING. It's like a weed-eater, but with a bigger blade that can cut the NASTY privet bushes and overall underbrush.)
My man. (Again! Haha! Please note: you WILL see quite a bit of this handsome gentleman.) And his younger cousin, Tanner. He had a hand in helping out too. :]
Meanwhile, I was the one to take said brush and drag/carry it and stack into piles, which were later chipped into mulch. We had maybe four or so big piles of these by the time we finished.
Don't mess with this guy. Especially if he has a chainsaw. ;D
Oooh. This is no blog post of mine if there's not some pretty, artsy shots. . .
"Piiiiinnnneconeshh. . . Oh my goshhh, they're my favorite!"
(Please tell me you imagined that in Sid's voice. . .)
Victory! Phase One is now halfway completed! All that's left at this point was to clear the trees.