The time had finally come to go out in a blaze of glory. This was the final stage in the life progression of the very first live tree carving that I created. The dark frowned face was appropriate with the circumstances of the time. I carved this tree to protect my camp and to send a powerful message in 1998. Sap began to run and the tree cried for five years. Progress came along and I updated my camp to a more modern and comfortable home in 2003 and it was time to take down the carved tree that had so confidently kept everything safe for those years. Once downed, I drove cut nails for a head dress for my new piece of yard art and I added the familiar character to the side yard of my new home. After some shooting practice one day I added 357 brass shell casings as caps for the cut nails for a more menacing look to the protector carving. Years of weather and rot naturally took its toll on the piece and it was time for another transition. In ceremonial fashion I added the very dry and sap saturated pine to an existing fire and it took to blazing immediately. The burning 4X4 below it gave it the appearance of a burning cross. I stood proudly and with mixed emotions and watched and photographed the last hoorah. Farewell my good friend!