April 17, 2012 • Life
Well, I guess this is an update on the broken Willow tree at the back of my property.
I can’t remember if it was a month or two months ago, but a wind storm, much like today, snapped the top branch and it wedged itself precariously on another limb, atop the electrical wires.
This is not my tree, it actually sits right behind the fence, where four properties meet. And it sits at the very back of it’s owners property so that he has no idea what is going on with the tree.
So I called the electric company and they sent a tree crew out, again, and again, and again, before they deemed it impossible to trim.
I decided not to fight it, leave it to fate, and figured it would probably sit there for another hundred years like that.
But this morning when the winds started blowing, I said to my daughter, “It’s coming down today”.
And it came down. My daughter went to school, I talked to my mom on the phone, and I waited and I watched. And sure enough. my daughter came home from school, she walked in the back door, and we heard cracking.
We stood and watched out the back window as two giant branches snapped and fell in slow motion, over the electric wires and onto the shed behind and onto our privacy fence. Wow, what a show. I wish I would have had a video camera set up.
I was very happy that the wires held up, but very confused about what to do now???
One of my fence panels was ruined, and the neighbor behind me had limbs on his shed.
I decided to drive around the block and talk to my neighbor about the situation. I asked him if he knew the man next to him, who actually is responsible for the tree, and he said, “He won’t do nothin, he has no money”. And I said, “Do you care about your shed or the broken fence?”
He said, “I don’t care”.
Oh my freakin gosh, I live amongst hillbillies.
He informed me that the privacy fence, that I thought was mine, was actually his. He installed it years ago (before I moved in). He said he did not care about it, or his shed. Okay?.*>!#+%…
But he would help get the branch off the fence. Okay#?@<*!!…
He said to throw any other limbs over the fence, and he would burn them during his nightly bonfire. Yes, if you read my blog, you will remember me complaining about this yokel and his nightly burning ritual. And, I must add that open fires are strictly prohibited in my city.
But what the hell, who cares!!!
So here’s my boyfriend helping this guy maneuver the giant branch over the fence. He’s fifty, and I know, tomorrow, he won’t be able to get out of bed.
I guess what makes me mad is that people get away with the minimum all the time, while I live a conscientious life. I pay my insurance bills, and I care about my property, and I would never cause hardship upon others.
But what the hell, who cares???