Betsy and I took my mom out to the site for a little plant identification assistance (and so she could see what was to soon become home). Not too surprising, the flora on the lot had been maintained over the years by the previous owners. The soil was well drained and seemed rich. Many flowers, shrubs and trees were strewn about. Most would be removed the next day.
Mom was adamant that the fig trees were wonderful and should be saved. Sadly, neither Betsy or I are big fig fans. Sorry, mom.
What was saved was the most beautiful Dogwood tree. Later on, I’ll try and remember to post an image of it. It’s beautiful to say the least.
Tomorrow the dozer and arborist arrives to remove everything and “cut” the hole where the house goes.