New trees where the old trees were May 18, 2024
Woke up yesterday to the shaking of our 1888 house. This was not an earthquake, but a backhoe in the street in front digging up the two tree pits on out sidewalk. We had asked the city two years ago to remove the existing trees because contractors from PSE&G had so completely butchered them that they threatened to fall into our house. Uncle Brian – what we call the mayor – sent crews on the coldest day of that year to cut them down. Since then, the pits had remained empty, until yesterday. The other properties up and down our quiet street had been planted prior to the removal of our trees. So, we discussed our options – whether to ask the city to replant or to simply concrete over the pits. Uncle Brian in the meantime must have come down the street and noticed, sending his crews yesterday to give us new trees to replace the old ones, a pleasant surprise, although waking to the rumbling made us wonder if the sky was falling. This is cleanup week for the city, as o