The guys finished trimming around 11pm but another crew will be back in the morning to do something more. Why they all couldn't wait till daylight is a head-scratcher.

I met the tree-service crew at the curb and as they started to cut diagonally across that part of the yard I caught their attention and pointed straight to the driveway. "Walk there. Only." And as they headed up the driveway I pointed out that where they had initially planned to walk was the vegetable garden. "Tomatoes. Jalapeños. Potatoes. Calabasas." Someone chuckled. We gardeners are fussy about this kind of thing. Even with a language barrier, the names of the plants indicated the importance of that plot.

I generally understand more Spanish than I can speak, I think this crew might be speaking a Mexican indigenous language, but also understand Spanish. And I find this totally fascinating.