Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Cheek by Jowl
The neighbors are going to cut this limb off our tree. It hangs over their grass. You can see where they've already pruned a section of it while I was away (middle picture -I'm pretty sure they checked with my husband). Legally they're entitled to cut down anything that crosses the property line. I suspect this is about grass and the desire for vigorous luxuriant grass. Our trees are on the north side of their lawn and are not the cause of the wimpy green.
This small suburban tract home development is made graceful by the trees within which the homes were built cheek by jowl. The wires are above ground and the trees obscure their harsh linearity. If everyone on these small lots lopped off the limbs that reach for the sky over their lawns, we'd have telephone pole property lines. Interestingly, our neighbors plan to move in the very near future. I can't confront them with this inanity - I just wouldn't be able to maintain my composure. So I won't be watching this little squirrel napping on this branch in the rain after the buzz saw has done its work. Cheek by jowl. Cheek by jowl.