Without a car drives me and Luke to walk to the Post Office. This ritual of checking the PO Box became a part of my life for over the last year. My clients send money to this box and I need to have the money tree replenished daily. Sadly, this trek has been "for not", as the box remains empty.
Defeated, we meander through Windsor Park in Prairie Village. The storm left huge limbs on the pathway. As we dodged the debris, I noticed cracked branches hanging on for dear life. Thoughts of my weeping money tree disappears. I become angered over the trees shading the pathway. I whip out my camera and snap shots of danger points. 
Sorry, this is my third comment today.
ReplyDeleteI have no idea where you live and hope you take this comment as a positive one.
The term "dangerous tree" is in itself a dangerous one. I'm no lawyer but have been trained by arborists who cautioned me strongly to not ever use the term "dangerous tree". Apparently by even uttering these words, let alone publishing them, you take on the burden of having to fix the problem of them being a danger.
I fully understand how you feel and I am equally outraged when I find situations of trees that need to be cut down, trimmed, etc. But I just wanted to share the advice that has been given to me. From what I understand, "dangerous tree" is a term to be used only by city officials or arborists or frankly I just don't know who. But if it's bad, call the city. We pay their taxes. Make them take the tree owner to task. Heck, if the tree is between the sidewalk and the street the city even owns it!
Anyhow, I'm really enjoying your blog. I hope this comment doesn't upset you.
Thank you and I appreciate the caution! I did call our city since it's their trees.
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