Good MORNING, Neighbors!

Know what's NOT a good way to endear yourself to your neighbors? Having a guy come at 6:30 on a Sunday morning in a huge diesel truck with a man-lift to run a chainsaw.

I'm sure nobody wanted to sleep in this morning anyway, right? Ahem.

It had to be done, though. I noticed yesterday that the cedar tree right behind the house looked . . . tilted. It seemed to be pulling right up at the roots. And appeared to be leaning on the power line right there. Fabulous.

Luckily, the guy with the tree service who took down some trees for us a few years ago is a member of the MiL's church, and he agreed to come out first thing before he went to his scheduled job. Good thing he did, because as he was cutting around the branches to free the power line--and let me just say how nervous it made me to watch this guy lean WAAAY out over in his man-lift 20 feet off the ground and wield a chainsaw around a power line--the line was sproinging around and eventually jumped back about two feet when the pressure from the tree was off of it.

Eek.

The tree was rotten most of the way through, which explained its tipsiness. You'd be dying and tipsy too if you were over a hundred years old, which the MiL assured us this tree was. So it was its time, I guess. That was one of the trees integral to the support of the clotheslines, however, so now we have to figure out where to put up a new clothesline. I think it will be moved to a spot closer to the gardens and not so much in the way of people going in the back door. It would be nice to not have to duck under underwear to get in the house. Clean underwear to be sure, but still.

ANYWAY.

The electrified tree has been taken care of, and tomorrow we'll have some serious garden talk. TEASER: Many of the tomato plants have gone to new homes, but they've been replaced by many, many other plants.

Tune in tomorrow for the rest of that exciting story!