Stuff in Our Trees – Insects and Humans Alike

I wasn’t the only one working from home the other day – we had an arborists team here, too, to take care of our trees.

Before we ever even closed on the house but after the previous owners had moved out we drove by one day to see this:

They took care of that branch but our poor neighbor was rather scared of having the rest of the tree fall into her house. The way it was leaning was just a tad bit too much of a liability…

We’ve also had the nastiest problem with a sticky film of a sap-like goo all over our cars. Logic solution number 1: park cars in garage – uhm we don’t have a garage. Logic solution number 2: Find out what’s causing the sap. And so we did.
There’ve been huge swarms of snowflakes, wait no, it’s summer, white fuzzy bugs rather, living in our Hackberry trees. The poor trees shed their leaves and everything from cars to patio furniture and grill cover got covered with a nasty, milky, sticky film.. Thanks to gardening books from the library and Google we identified them as Wooly Hackberry Aphids.

So we bought Wooly Hackberry Aphid poison and gave it to the trees to drink. Didn’t do a heck of a lot unfortunately but it sounds like this should have been taking care of in spring anyway. But slowly the trees had gotten rid of most of their leaves so that helped with our cars at least…

Nonetheless, the arborists recommended taking one of them down as well. And BOOM did it come down! The crew did a really impressive job, climbing up and taking out branches until it was save to cut the trunk. They also cleaned up a lot of our other trees and took out a dead dogwood tree.

Thanks to all the clearing we now have a ton more light in our front and back yards. Raised beds full of tomatoes here we come! Well, next year. For now I’ll just focus on planting skeletons and headstones!

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Boxes, Boxes, More Boxes and A Speedy Cigar Puffer

Seriously, there are boxes everywhere! For the past five days they have ruled my life. A life that I neatly boxed up at my old apartment, then hauled over to our fantabulous new house and that is now randomly half unpacked. Oh, and we are now forever indebted to our awesome friends who helped move. Add zee man’s boxes and furniture and we are in the middle of what looks like a Serbian minefield. But it’s our Serbian minefield and it feels really good! I’m super excited to put together all the rooms and get rid of the chaos so we can start our new life.

The one thing we got off the to-do list was our lawn. Since the sellers had moved three weeks ago it looked like the Hillbillies were living at our home. It was friggin’ tall grass (and weeds)! And though the boyfriend bought an oh so snazzy mower (as far as he is concerned – they all seem the same to me in all honesty… ;-)), this week has been way too stressful to even think about tackling that project.

Well, bright and early Tuesday morning, I was still rubbing the sand out of my eyes, we heard a lawnmower next door. Fancy that, a pick-up with trailer and an unfamiliar looking, old man pushing an industrial mower at what seemed like 100 miles per hour. All the while he is happily puffing on a cigar. You betcha’ I sprinted out there and flailed my arms to make sure he saw us in all his cigar and lawn bliss. “Yup, no prob, will come right over,” he said. Fantastic. We now have a fill-in lawn mower that speaks English, is very reasonable and will most definitely wake us up at 7am every time we call him. Youtsh. Small price to pay. Didn’t think I’d ever be so excited about a lawn-mowing, cigar-puffing silver-haired man. Oh homeownership…

 

 

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