dealing with death

So, our apple tree met its sad end during the night when it gave in under pressure of the unexpected snowfall. Mark put so much effort into preserving the poor thing. He even melted tons of wax and poured it on the rotted part to keep the bugs away. Our bird feeder has probably been smashed to smithereens. Sigh. I'm going to try and take a real picture of the corpse as soon as I get home; I hope they haven't sawed it in pieces already.