Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

August 26, 2016

Dear Everyone:

We’ve been culling trees around here.

The community where I am currently living was originally built in the late 1980s as an apartment complex.  The developer, no doubt, paid a landscaping company to plant sod, hedges, bushes and various trees to make the area attractive.  Then the landscaper moved on to another job, the developer sold the complex, and the trees and plants just kept growing, more or less.

There are some large evergreen trees that probably top out at over 60 feet high.  Lots of shady trees are now taller than the two-story buildings they surround.  And, over time, different landscaping companies have been contracted to take care of the trees and other plants.

The thing about trees is, with the notable exception of some Giant Sequoias, most trees aren’t meant to last for centuries.  Not even for decades, really.  And some of the trees around here have been in place, literally, for decades.  Most of them needed some trimming.  And some of them just needed to go to the Big Forest in the Sky.  Especially the ones whose root systems have been compromising the plumbing.

All this past week a special crew of workers, separate from the usual landscapers, have been swarming through the complex, like a horde of locusts, trimming branches and dispatching whole trees when it was deemed necessary.  And what happened to all those trimmings?

Chipper, that’s what.  Leaves, twigs, small branches, bigger branches, and even whole logs went through the chipper, very loudly, and came out as banks of wood chips.  Which the workers spread around, giving the whole place a nice uniform appearance.  Until the next big wind storm, of course.

Naturally, everyone has an opinion about all this.

The chipper is too noisy!  I liked that tree!  The wind blew wood chips onto my patio!  Hey, as long as you’re doing all this, can you take away the tree outside my window?  I don’t like it.

This last one was directed at one of the workers who took a look at the offending vegetation and declared it to be an avocado tree.  The homeowner sent an email to the Property Manager, asking if the avocado could be taken out.  The Property Manager, naturally, passed the request on to the Homeowner Association (HOA) Board, of which I am a member.

Normally, I would be hesitant about letting a homeowner dictate landscaping choices.  It sets a bad precedent.  But I toddled on over to the unit in question and, sure enough, there was an avocado tree growing right next to the stairway.  I was pretty sure the landscaper hadn’t made that choice.  There are no other avocado trees anywhere in the area.  And they wouldn’t have planted something that close to the stairway.  Or, more accurately, the fire department wouldn’t have let them.

Instead, it looks like someone actually planted the thing on their own.  (“Look!  I planted an avocado pit!  Let’s see if it grows!”)  And it had been there for a while, since the top branches reached the window on the second floor.

A flurry of emails back and forth between the Board members determined that the tree could be removed, provided it didn’t add to the overall cost of the project.  Otherwise we would refer it to the usual landscaper for further review.  The head of the tree-trimming crew graciously agreed to remove the avocado for no extra charge.

As of today, the chipper is gone and it’s blissfully quiet once again.  My patio suddenly has much more sunlight and I can even see more of the complex outside the fence.

Of course, not everyone is thrilled with it all.  The resident squirrels are a bit put out at having significant portions of their usual aerial thoroughfare suddenly disappear.  It would be rather like barreling home on the freeway only to suddenly find that your off-ramp just isn’t there anymore.  Yikes!

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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