missjunebug lives in a house that likes to think of itself as a Spanish Hacienda. In fact, the junebugs call their home The Hacienda just for fun. It’s not really a hacienda but more like a pretend hacienda. The history of the house is a weird but interesting one, the weirdest thing being that the house used to be located in a whole other town, was cut up into little pieces, and re-assembled on a little hilltop that is currently trying to fall down (but that’s another story for another day).
One of the truly authentic features of The Hacienda is that it is surrounded by palm trees of all kinds. And when missjunebug says surrounded, she means surrounded. At last count there were close to ninety. REE Diculous.
Yes, missjunebug loves the way they swish in the wind, creating a resort-like atmosphere around the courtyards and the gazebo and along the driveway. But that’s not all they create! Detritus X a kagillion: Branches, pods, husks, golden berries, feathery fronds, you name it! For goodness sake, it never ends!! There is always something falling off the tree or shooting out from the tree or swaying from the tree. Always.
Enter the palm tree guy. For mucho dinero, our palm tree guy will make everything right. Believe me when missjunebug says this agile man earns every dollar he charges. Mr.JB’s days of shinning up the skinny trunks of their trees are well over (missjunebug breathes a big sigh of relief). Just ask TinyJB why. He was at home from college one holiday when Mr.JB strapped himself to a tree to trim it and then managed to end up twirling around it about 20 feet in the air. Yikes! Thank goodness TinyJB and missjunebug were able to wrestle Mr.JB back down to the ground. They made Mr.JB turn in his ropes and ladder on. the. spot.
Yes, missjunebug will always enjoy sitting in the shade of a lovely palm tree murmuring in the breeze. But she will never enjoy all that stuff they shed!