A garden is like life, never static, ever changing, ever growing. Sometimes when something gets in your way you just have to make something beautiful out of it. Like this stump for instance, I'm to scared of a chain saw to cut it down and to tired to dig it up. So with a little chipping away at the bark around the base of the tree the roots no longer are able to send up vital nutrients and eventually die. In the mean time we can enjoy the visual interest it creates in the garden and the added benefit of capturing evil spooks, or so the Appalachians believed.