One more to go

I hate this tree. Have always hated it. I have even named it a not so nice name. When we built the shed, hubby cut it down, but never bothered to remove the stump before it started sprouting branches like a weed.
It was then I realized his dirty little secret - he had no intention of actually removing it for good.
Thankfully, the branches that sprange up were weak and most were taken down by things like raccoons trying to run up it. I would have personally kicked them off, but in reality, he asks so little of me....I just had to let nature take its course.
Big winds came through today. Have I ever mentioned how much I hate wind? After seeing it took down all but one branch today, I need to reevaluate my position on Mr. Wind. He takes down the last one, it may even be "love"