[heartwood]

There is someone in town, big fancy house, who subjects his trees to that fancy European pruning system known as pollarding, which is abhorrent to the finely tuned naturalistic soul of one such as myself.

Nonetheless, covet not thine neighbor's ox, nor ass, nor trees. They're his dang ugly trees.

[heartwood]

Half fail on the href, there. Giving self partial credit for working link.