That’s what we were taught as kids. Just move the saw back and forth at the proper angle and let the blade take care of the rest. Since the Austin Symphony Band’s Mother’s Day concert at Zilker has just been cancelled, I guess I’ll go back to working on what the wind brought down from the trees, at least until there’s a downpour or it’s too dark to continue. I love my 18-inch No. 318 double-bladed Gilmour Snap-Cut pruning saw, which came from Breed & Co. years ago, perhaps even when it was Everett Hardware. And I love my Snow & Nealley single-bit ax. This was used by a generation before me. A good proportion of the small stuff from the pecan limbs has been stripped by the ax and has now been bagged for pickup. Ten lawn-and-leaf sacks went last week and I hope to have that many to set out again. The limbs themselves I saw into lengths to set out at the curb. Any one of our old metal lawn chairs is just the right height and has exactly the notch needed between the arms and the back to serve as a very good and stable sawbuck. We’re lucky that no trees toppled or snapped. The theory about downed trees and flyaway or snagged limbs is the same as the one for broken teeth: if something broke, it’s because it was unsound in some way, and it’s better to know sooner rather than later. That’s what I’d like to believe.