|Usually where I park my pick-up, now has 20 yards of wood chips! Eek!|
Imagine my surprise...
My beds are already mulched with commercial cypress mulch this year, not the wood chips, leaves, and twig stuff I typically use courtesy of our recycling/composting program.
It's a bit much.
I'm having a hard time with this mentally. Was he being helpful, did he think? Or... malicious?
Then tonight at our village meeting I requested for the garden walk, a bit of traffic control in the form of posted no parking right in front or our houses; Dr. Darrel Apps and I are squarely across from each other on a narrow street with a deep ditch on my side and landscaping to the road on his; and no through-way on the alley that day. First it is placed on the wrong part of the agenda, under correspondence versus where it probably should have rightly been: new business. So then one of the Trustees decides perhaps we can't bring it to a vote.
Really? A clerical error?
Then a discussion, which blindsides me, privatization/abandonment of the alleyway, which is used by 15 different families...but with a right of way to all "interested parties".
Huh? I'm supposed to pay to have plowed and maintain a road surface of nearly 200 feet so my neighbor can access his garage (which sits half on my property)?
Where did this bright idea come from?
And today, the Master Gardener group did a walk through of my garden (about 50 of them) and someone asked if a hosta was perennial, what a sport was, and suggested they would break off a piece of one of my sedums for themselves...
I was pretty agitated by the end of the walk-through.
Should I have been?