Above: Sundial in veggie patch with hollyhocks. Time & sleep change things.
Below is the end of the story to yesterday’s post.
When an electric company arborist (tree surgeon), one from Dallas, Texas a 2-hour drive no less, comes to meet with you and the first words out of his mouth are, “Please don’t yell at me,” well, that does make you feel guilty.
I didn’t do any yelling. I was never rude. I simply stated my case regarding my front yard tree.
Above: Live oak in front yard.
While, the AS_ Company has a local arborist on staff, the electric company called out their Big Cheese arborist to talk with me. I hate to say this, but he was a Very Nice Guy. (He’s probably known as their customer service Dragon Lady Tamer behind closed doors.)
“Oh, I can tell you know about trees,” he said. “Oh, and you are right to be angry that you weren’t notified your tree would be trimmed. Everyone should have been notified. We’re looking into it.” He agreed the pruning guys might not always spray their instruments with disinfectant, but then again, he made the point there was no oak wilt that they knew of in our area. He also didn’t dispute that the AS_ Company had a D+ rating with the BBB or that a lawsuit had been filed against them for their part in the horrible 2011 fires in Bastrop, Texas.
Then of course we started chatting about trees, specifically live oaks, red oaks, post oaks, water oaks, pecans, ashes, toothache trees, Mexican Buckeye, Carolina Buckthorn, Rusty Blackhaw Viburnums, Doublefile Viburnums, Possum Haws & Yaupon Hollies, Mountain Laurels, Texas Ebony trees, Bradford pears, Mexican plums, Parsley Hawthorns, kidneywoods, and peach trees. Yes, we really did discuss each of these 20 trees.
And honestly, how can you hate anyone who knows about so many trees, who speaks “plant language”, and who seems to be such a nice person? It’s hard. I tried.
Above: Peach tree blooming signalling peace and love between arborists and their customers. Feel free to laugh.
The AS_ Company only pruned a very little bit of my live oak today as two arborists and I watched closely. They made sure I saw them spray their cutting implements, although I’m equally as sure they did not spray them yesterday.
I won’t lie. I was slayed by the charm of the electric company’s Dallas arborist.
Peace, love and compost! Photos below of what’s blooming or budding in my garden today.