For the past two and half months, our yard has looked like this:
Yep. One hurricane and one freak snowstorm will tend to do serious damage to one's trees. This pile bears proof of that. The town was supposed to come and pick this up. We waited. Then we waited some more. The town's contribution? Coming by to place the cones in front of the fallen tree, so that drivers would be aware of the hazard. I'll refrain from commenting about our ridiculously high taxes, and how that in itself should be enough to get this pile removed.
Enter professional tree guys. Granted, they're all VERY busy around here with all the limbs littering sidewalks and yards. A few extra phone calls of a the begging sort, proved helpful. They showed up yesterday afternoon and this lady began to leap for joy.
Ninety minutes of chipping is all it took. Another hour to prune and then they cleaned up. Did you catch that? They CLEANED UP THE MESS. The leaves alone in this pile would have covered Texas. They sucked up every last one and left my curb in perfect order. And would you believe there was a lawn under that pile?
Here's what we woke up to this morning:
I'm pretty sure I heard the neighbors singing Alleluia. We joined in with them.
Happy 1st of December!
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