We had a bit of drama when we got back home in that the weather was rough enough to force a tree down over our driveway. I knew this was going to happen at some point in our lives, and the tree in question was actually leaning terribly to the side, so we knew it was just a matter of time before it took a fall.
When we returned from out trip, R noticed that some wood had been cut and stacked by the side of the driveway. Our cat sitter mentioned a tree had fallen and prevented her from getting in, but she didn't mention who took care of it. I left her two emergency contacts and assumed it was one of them, or maybe JH came by and saw it and took care of the situation.
Whomever did it, they did a fabulous job. Not only did they clear the path, but they cut the tree into even pieces and stacked them. Then, they trimmed the branches off and left them in a pile. I don't think even I would have been as neat and thorough.
After some inquiries, I was at a bit of a loss as to who did it. Upon asking my Mentor, he replied, "What tree?" I finally contacted PV and she mentioned calling our neighbor, JH, who is a fantastic neighbor, and it all made sense. He's an uber-capable guy, and the degree of conscientiousness was reflected in the job. For the record, I would have imagined that my Mentor or JH would have done the same.
We were grateful, and baked him our famous rum-less rum cake, which we had to scramble to make because we had just returned home, but we managed, and he was kind and gracious at having helped us out. We're lucky to have such great neighbors.
Until the next time, thanks for reading.