As I suppose everyone in Montara has noticed, we’ve had some wing-ding-dilly windstorms recently. Predictably, branches have fallen and debris has blown around, and crews have been busy with clean up efforts. To me, that seems to go with the territory when living in a coastal area with mature growth. You deal with it, or move to one of those lovely subdivisions where they have tiny saplings planted in front of the strip malls…
So imagine my surprise when, after the last storm, the county issued an emergency permit to have a beautiful old evergreen removed because a branch fell on a car. The emergency process means the property owners don’t need to post the permit or notify neighbors or go through the waiting period or any of those pesky formalities. It’s a quickie deal.
Let’s review: Someone left their car parked outside. Under a tree. In a windstorm… And it’s the TREE that needs to go????
Before you lecture me about property damage, let me disclose that my husband and I have a home in coastal Florida. Believe me, we know from windstorms. And you know what? When we leave our car outside in the middle of a gale, we can expect to be on the phone to our insurance company in the morning. Same as if the branch came down on our roof, or on our fence. The one thing we wouldn’t expect to do is call the county and demand emergency permits to have the place denuded. “Damn those trees! We’ll show ‘em!” But perhaps I’m using Florida logic, not Montara logic…
So I’m left wondering… why on earth would people choose to live in an area like this if they can’t handle a little wind with their trees? And how long before we’re left with nothing but a bunch of sad little strip mall saplings?