A Friday morning meeting runs late so I dashed out of the house, into the car and backed into the alley only to discover I was blocked. From both directions. Called the physical therapist who was not happy at all and since he can hurt me (really, I am serious, he does it every single time I go), I ran back out and asked them to move one way or another. The utility workers were great but the other guys were just not going to move. I had to point to the lovely scar on my knee but they finally agreed but they weren't all working together to get it done.
Finally, they pulled one long set of trucks up and guided me out. Whew! Physical therapy done!
I parked in the front when I got home so I didn't have to mess with them.
So when I went walking on Saturday morning, it was dark and there were lots of small wood pieces in the alley. hmmmm that's really strange.
Later, I drove off to the store for something that turned out to be a disaster and parked in the back. I discovered that one set of those trucks was a tree trimming company (this was the set of trucks that would not move). My next door neighbor from the north that wanted to live in a forest, planted a bazillion trees (some with those lovely knees that are in my yard and I trip over them) and love to water their weeds all year long until the city forced everyone to water one day a week.... oh dear. Anyway, they cut down 5 of their 6 tree crepe myrtles that lined their back fence leaving the lone crepe myrtle undercut to the point that it looks funny. Not crepe murder but it really looks bad. Then they also had their 2 bald cypress' undercut .... a lot. And they had some trees removed from their front yard. They must be getting ready to move. Their back yard must be going into shock about now. Parts of their yard haven't seen the sun since before I moved here 14.5 years ago!!!!!
Maybe my oleander will be able to stand up tall instead of having to lean to get some sun?