“Madame, all stories, if continued far enough,
end in death, and he is no true-story teller
who would keep that from you.”
Ernest Hemingway

The landscape crew began work on the landscape renovation. Every morning we are awaken by cement drilling and chainsaws.

We were notified of the renovation, but none of us were aware of how much pollution from sound and debris this would entail.

We’ve lived in our place for over ten years and everyday we watched the world through a beautiful seventy-five foot Fruit of the date palm tree. Today is a very sad day for me because they cut and removed the palm from our view.

My husband never liked how the palm tree blocked our view and was a haven for crows, squirrels and other critters. I liked the tree because it gave us shelter from the hot sun during the late afternoons and I liked all the birds and squirrels. One year we even had a momma squirrel raise her family of babies in the tree. See my post: Squirrel Family

I realize it’s just a tree and there’s other more important things in life. I know nothing lasts for ever, but it still doesn’t make it easier to say farewell to palms.

Shine On