Well, this is the stump that I wrote about the earlier. The one that has given me so much trouble over the last several months. The one that would not yield to any manner of pushing, pulling, smashing, exploding, or burning.
Well, it succumbed today. Finally. I have won this war. It fell to the swing of an axe. A freshly sharpened axe. (Sharpened by me! If nothing else, I know how to sharpen axes.) WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! I tore through it. Wood flying everywhere. Neighbor kids crying. It was beautiful. After cutting through the remaining root, who did prove quite resilient still, I simply pulled up the rest of the stump by hand. It came out quite easily.
Finally! Death to the stump! I win! I win! I win!
Now on the other stump.....