
I knew it was coming. Stefan was reaching for the light and becoming more and more off balance. It was getting to be a limbo contest to get under him to go down the stairs. Then cracks began to appear on his lower trunks. The pot toppled over at the least provocation. It was time! Ed went out to the shed and brought in the loppers. I held Stefan's trunk not once, but twice so that Ed could cut it off. You can see the results.

I saved several lengths of trunk and put them in water. Who knows? They might sprout. The other remains are out on top of the frigid compost pile. Stefan pulled through this kind of operation once before. All we can do now is water, watch, wait and hope. I'll keep you posted.