Once again, one of our neighbours has decided to chop down some pine trees.
I think it was the same team of bûcherons as last year.
These pine trees were near the entrance to the house so we were warned to move our car if we wanted to be able to come and go during the day.
At least this time no tree came crashing into our garden.
I’m worried about the crested tits who I regularly saw in those trees. Let’s hope they find a new home.
Thrown to (the) Lyon 