Andy only needed a few trees but wouldn't you know - one of them just caught the wrong side of the crown of a little tree and it guided the ash right into the bole of a cherry and it scraped the bark off on the way down. Dang! Turned out that the cherry had a seam where it had been struck by lightning and it wasn't ever going to develop into a great specimen so he ended up cutting it also. Andy can always use more cherry lumber for the fiber tools he creates. Although not the same species as the trees that bear cherries that we eat, the scent from the raw bark was amazing - the most pungent and tangy cherry smell you can imagine. Just like sniffing a bottle of cherry extract flavoring.
And here's a very curious thing. Before we left for the woods - about 20 minutes shy of reaching the darkest point in our eclipse - I heard really loud buzzing......... our tree bees were swarming.
The air was thick with bees again and I thought they were going to regroup around a queen and head off but instead I saw they were going back into the tree. The puddle of bees continued to evaporate and after half an hour there was just a slow, small cluster in the grass. I've heard they can do that - change their minds because the queen goes back to the hive - but it's certainly not usual.