Well, my big pecan tree is out of my yard. Not the root ball. That requires a different piece of equipment and a different crew with a different set of skills. They will show up in a few days or weeks. The young men closed off my street in order to accommodate their super-sized equipment and set to work. It was a pretty amazing display of hard work. They cut the tree into 3-foot pieces and then with the giant crane, lifted the pieces to my front yard where the bobcat waited. He scooped everything up and hauled it ACROSS THE STREET to my neighbor's public access (the space between the street and his yard). The pile is tremedous and blocks his "for sale" sign. He came to my front door last night and asked me -- with a sweet smile never leaving his face -- to call Express Tree Service and have them come to remove all of the tree to my front yard where it belongs. He has consulted with them; he has called his lawyer, and now he's ready to call the police and get them involved. I talked to Express Tree Service this morning and was told that the material is legal where it is and that it will be picked up by FEMA as soon as they can get to it. Since FEMA has already cleared my street twice, I fear it may be some time before they get here, and I asked Express to see if it could be expedited or could they come back and put it on my property? That would be all right with me and I do sort of agree with the fellow that it should be here and not there. Except that when it was being done, the logistics dictated that it be dealt with as it was. If they set those huge pieces of trunk in front of my house, there would be no maneuverability for the bobcat to pick up more. Going across the street was the only thing to do, but it did embarrass me a little. I wasn't prepared for his smiley face last night though.
Today Angela and I are going across the lake to have a picnic lunch at Janine's. Elizabeth can't come because Polina came down with a fever yesterday. No other symptoms and today she's feeling fine and getting into things but she believes in waiting 24 hours for the fever to be normal before resuming social activity. Katie will meet us there. Today is half-day at school, so Aaron and Julia will be home and maybe Amy will come with Katie. I'm sure Lars has either work (McDonald's) or something more interesting than picnicking with children and elders. Isn't he 17 though?
And that's my Friday, November 4. A beautiful fall day. If we were anywhere near normal down here, I'd say come for a visit.
You've done all you can do. You could beat him to the punch and call the police yourself. In fact, that's probably not a bad idea.
Well, it was a sight to see when I returned home this afternoon. Jason had worked pretty fast to accomplish his goal while I was out the neighborhood: move all pecan tree material across the street to my front yard where it belonged. And get this. Even though when I talked to Express Tree Service this morning, I suggested that it would be all right with me if they did this, when I saw it lining my side of the street, I wanted to jump up and down. Shows you how sincere I was in making my offer. No, really. I don't care.
PLEASE DON'T CALL THE POLICE..DON'T BECOME ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE. POLICE DON'T DEAL WITH TREE'S....THANKS SCOTT
Sue -- Hi. No, I wouldn't call the police. And Christina didn't believe Jason would call the police either. But I think Robbie's comment had to do with whether or not the neighbor might be volatile and should the police be forewarned? Anyhow, it's all moot now because the tree has returned to 1615.
Right. I wasn't concerned about the trees. I was concerned about the neighbor.
Glad to hear the tree situation is resolved. How was the picnic? Haven't heard anything from Janine, so I was glad to hear she's back into the swing (sort of) things. Carol