Indeed the trimming of the American Elm next door drew the neighborhood kids and I to watch with wonder. They used two large pieces of equipment: the bucket crane and the taller lifting crane. The guy in the bucket crane cut small branches and dropped them onto the street. Another guy, at the same time, secured himself to a major branch, then secured the canvas loops from the taller crane to a much larger sized branch; cut the branch; and the taller crane lifted it over the roofs of the adjacent houses before lowering it to the street.
When the neighbor had to get the kids to quit to go to school, the policeman on duty stopped the work and escorted the kids past the cranes. Some kids arrive at school with the best tales to tell.
My walking has improved since my whining about the weather last week. I found two opportunities to get out instead of using cold and snow as an excuse to drive. We were reminded by the Boston Globe that we had a major snow storm on April 1st twenty years ago,
1997 April Fool's Day blizzard. Snow can arrive late in the season.