They told me the trees on the north side of my lot were poplars.
They aren’t.
These are actually cottonwoods.
Yesterday afternoon, we did the walkaround with the landscape guy. Now, I thought that he would be putting in the sprinklers and the sod, with maybe a rock border around the house. But Ethel…let’s just say that he and Ethel talked for a half hour. That’s never a good thing. “Goodbye, money.”
But one of the things that I learned is that these poplars are actually young cottonwoods. In twenty years, they will be huge.
Well, in twenty years, I’ll be long dead, and Ethel and her new husband will have to figure out what to do with these trees.
In the meantime, we’re going to thin them out, leaving the largest and best. It seems that we’re going to be adding a bunch of plants (the possibility of which I, in my “sprinklers and sod” mentality, was not even aware existed) and adding plants means that weΒ have to get rid of existing plants (apparently).
I told Ethel that if we were going to be adding plants, then I wanted to add a berm in the front yard with a few aspens and a blue spruce or Austrian pine, but she said “But with all these other trees, won’t that look like a forest?”
Well, okay, what’s wrong with that? We live in Montana.
She allowed that we’d have to thin out these cottonwoods – which aren’t poplars, so she doesn’t like them (see, they are “unpoplar”, ba-dum-dump). We’re going to depoplarate the front yard (ba-dum-dump).
We’ve got a scheduling thing going on now, between the excavators, the fence folks, and the landscapers – apparently the excavators are going to do a “rough grade”, which means getting the proper amount of dirt back in the yard into approximately the proper places.
When that’s done, then the fence folks will come and put in the POSTS for the vinyl fence – all except the posts for the gates, because after the posts are in, then the landscapers will come in, do the final smooth grading, and put in the sprinklers, sod and whatnot.
After this, then the fencers will come back and add the rest of the fence (not sure that the “rest of the fence” is called – it’s a vinyl fence. Maybe the “panels”?)
In the meantime, we’re waiting to get the estimate from the landscapers. Now, a funny thing happened when I got the estimate from the fencers – the fence guy called and said “Did you get my estimate?” When I checked my email, I saw a Docusign link.
I read the estimate, and signed the Docusign link to say that I’d received and read the estimate.
Then I found out that what I had actually done was sign a contract.
I thought about squawking about it, and then realized that it didn’t matter – I was going to do it anyway, so it would be spiritual growth on my part to just leave it alone.
But when the estimate from the landscaper comes in, I’ll prove that I got spiritual growth, by making sure of what I’m signing π