Goodbye, trees
It wasn't a magnificent view out my home office window. It just looked out to the neighboring condos. But between my house and the nearest building was a small copse of ponderosa pine, about 30 trees. It was nice to look out the window and see that.
But the trees weren't on my property, and I knew that when I purchased the house 10 years ago, the condo owners were likely to develop on it.
And I've had 10 wonderful years of gazing out the window at the trees, seeing squirrels play and deer graze.
But today, the woodcutters arrived.
We knew it was coming because a surveyor was out there a few months back, and told us they were considering building.
And then about two weeks ago there was a blue collar dude walking the site with another, much older, man who was wearing slacks and a button down long-sleeve shirt. The second man had his sleeves rolled up a little and was holding a clipboard. I couldn't hear them through the double-paned window, but it was clear from their gestures they had plans.
This won't help our property value. But this town is crazy overpriced, so it probably won't hurt it much, either. (Our house, perfectly good, would probably be considered a tear-down in a sale.)
What we really need here is more housing to keep things affordable. So in that regard, I'm grateful for the change. Isn't that what I've been wanting this whole time? More inventory is good, right?
I'm trying not to be a NIMBY. I didn't campaign against this change. I didn't put up bureaucratic roadblocks. Hell, I didn't even call anybody.
But I am sad. I am going to miss those trees.
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