I was staying at a motel with my family while our house was Mental Health Matters shirt, hoodie, sweater and tank top. I returned to the property to check on my houseplants, which I had left under a tree in the front yard. I noticed that, where there had been three big trees showing over my roof from the backyard, there was one. I went around the house to see why, and there was lumber and sawdust all over the ground where two of my 130’-tall blue gum eucalypti had been! They had been a habitat for several raptors, including red-tailed hawks, screech owls, and a golden eagle. Now they were firewood. When I complained about the trees to my neighbor, she said that branches had blown onto her roof and damaged it. I replied that, when she had been out of the area with cedar logs stacked in her yard, a brush fire had swept up the canyon and caught the logs on the fire. Embers from the logs had flown up and caught her shake roof on fire. I had assisted a firefighter in climbing onto her roof with a fire ax and a garden hose to save her house.
The damage was from that, not from my trees. She said that an arborist had advised her that improper trimming of my trees had resulted in the growth of suckers where true branches had previously grown. As they had no firm connection to the bole, they could come off in a stiff breeze and inflict grave damage to her house. For that reason, she asked him to cut down the branches that overhung her property. What remained of the thicket then overhung my house. When I asked her why she hadn’t simply told me and let me deal with the situation, she said that I wasn’t home and she didn’t know when I would be back. I told her that I was staying at a motel in town for a couple of days while my house was being fumigated and that I would be back home the next day. She apologized but my trees were history by then.