Winner Declared in Palm Wars 2012



It happened quietly. For weeks, my ears were programmed to detect the raucous rumble of a tree trimmer’s motor when in fact it was the muffled snap and soft swoosh of  cascading branches and the gentle controlled hurumph landings that caught Mr. UnHollywood’s attention while he sat in our backyard reading The Hunger Games as a personal favor. It occurs to me that his immediate response to the man in our neighbor’s Palm Tree may have come more from lack of interest in the book than anything else.























Whatever it is that caused Mr. UnHollywood to look skyward is unimportant. What matters is that because of his discovery, I have a renewed faith in my fellow man. I have discarded any notions of gathering dead fronds and returning them, special delivery, to my next-door-neighbor. Common courtesy reigns again. Either that, or my next-door-neighbor has a healthy respect for city code.

I thank my lucky stars I live in the 90210 where a phone call to Code Enforcement could summon a City Inspector to my door within 48 hours. Above that, this inspector is a man who genuinely cared about my predicament. As much as I hit it off with him, I sure hope this time next year I won’t have to chat with him again. At least not about Palm Wars 2013.



Author Description

Cynthia Baseman

Cynthia Baseman is the author of 'Love, Mom: A Mother's Journey from Loss to Hope.' She writes about motherhood, the environment and education.

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  1. 16th April 2012 | Hayley says: Reply
    Yay! All's well that ends well. Glad to hear it worked out without incident and without leaving frond presents for your neighbors on their doorstep.
  2. 11th April 2012 | Tanya says: Reply
    That's GREAT news! Congratulations!

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