I don't care what the almanac says, today is the first day of fall. It's not the first cool day, but the past couple of days were grey, rainy and muggy. This is the first day that's cool and sunny and not humid. In fact, it's a glorious day. The kind of weather that makes me happy to be alive & to have made it through another summer.
The tree men came! They showed up around noon and were finished just after 2. I was amazed that it went so fast. We went out for lunch and missed all the action: they were just starting to bring it down when we left, and everything was on the ground by the time we got back.
(By the way, beautiful fall days are not a good time to go to Fosters. The line was so long at the regular counter that we went to the salad counter, which is normally much faster. But after standing there for 5-10 minutes being ignored by a stream of employees who had perfected that "not my station" lack of eye contact, we walked out. Had a nice lunch at Rick's Diner instead.)
It's a good thing we had the tree removed when we did, as it had a big hollow spot in the middle. Yikes! We are so lucky that none of those hurricanes came anywhere near here. The tree guy said all the other trees looked healthy. That's what I thought too, but I asked them to take a look while they were working in case they could see something I couldn't.
While the tree men were taking down our poor dead tree, we planted our hydrangea bed in front of the house. Which I will write about in more detail in another post, because I have photos which I haven't processed yet. Also because I have to get a shower and get ready for the pre-David Byrne-show-cookout at Christa's.
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