The tree job is finished - as far as the tree service is concerned. I have a large stack of branches to haul to the curb in three weeks when my neighborhood's bulky waste pickup time happens. As they waited at the curb for instructions for the next job I took out bottles of water and they looked at a large cactus I have there - asked about the napolitos. I retrieved several bags and invited them to take what they wanted - the most tender new pads. And we looked at the garden a little. They've headed out to the next job, and hopefully the cactus pads will not be trampled during the day so they can go in the dinner table tonight.

They missed hitting the clothesline with the huge branch so I'll run the lines back over to the post I disengaged them from. There will be a lot more sun back there for a while, speeding any clothes drying. I'll have to hire a friend to come in and finish trimming some of the trees that were damaged in this work, and take out one entirely. The crew was contracted by the power supplier so they have set rules on how far back to go or how many trees to cut.

My garden has also gotten attention this morning—so far I've planted basil and chard, the rest is going in after lunch.