A couple of months ago, everyone around here got flyers attached to our doors from Asplundh, the big tree company that was contracted by the power company to clear tree branches away from the power lines that parallel our roads. Like everyone else, I checked the box that authorized them to trim back any limbs on the foliage in front of my house that might be a problem for the power lines. And I understand the need for this, so I didn't have a problem with it, until I came home the other day and saw that every tree, bush and shrub on my property that was alongside the road was brown and dead, or turning brown and dying. These assholes came along with a sprayer and just blasted everything that was green with a heavy-duty defoliant, and they killed everything that was growing on my property within ten feet of the roadside, to include two very nice black cherry trees that I was rather fond of.
Driving around, I see that I'm not the only one in the neighborhood that got the Agent Orange treatment. Almost anything growing under a power line in the area is now dead, especially on undeveloped lots. But MY lot is NOT undeveloped. I live here and I liked my greenery. I'm thinking that Asplundh needs to come on back here and make this right, and if they don't, that it'll at least by my right and duty to make them as unhappy as their negligence has made me. I put the call in to their offices today. We'll see what we'll see.
Two black cherry trees, now ex-trees, surrounded by some once-nice ivy. Thanks, Asplundh!
And in other, related news, Miss Belle's streak of not getting out ended today after three weeks of good behavior. I was down at the road talking to a driver for Asplundh--a nice fellow named: "Hey-don't-blame-me-I-don't-do-the-spraying", when suddenly Belle materialized beside me. Apparently she decided that if Dad was going to be talking to people in a truck, that she needed to be there, too. Nice thought, but now the "no escapes" clock has to start again, and she was doing so well!