Found the guy who killed my tree. Yes, he's outside mowing again. Asked for his name, to which he replies "Willie". Who would've thought? Asked then for the name of the company he works for, his employers name, employers phone number. Asked him if indeed he was here last Friday. To which his reply was "Yes". Yes, I did all this with a big, bright smile on my face. Heck, I even offered him a glass of iced water. My momma taught me well -she always said a true lady would kill 'em with kindness.

Well momma, not this lady, not today. NOW I inquire as to why the hell he'd go over a perfectly healthy tree, and even worse, NOT knock on my door to notify me (this in the event he's blind and couldn't see an almost 6 ft tall willow tree).

Wait for it...

sudden case of amnesia. Oh no, he didn't do it, no, he wasn't even here Friday, now that he remembers correctly. He'd never do that, and if he had, he'd let me know. He's so sorry for my willow, so very sorry. Then he proceeds to tell me there's no way a mower would have done that, that the damage would have been different, leaving nothing but mulch. I tell him I know that isn't entirely accurate, I personally have logged hundreds of hours on a tractor-mower like his, taking care of my dad's acres. I know exactly how they work, and the damage they can do. He insists it’s impossible. I say prove it. I stuck the long bamboo stick which gave my tree support this whole time deep into the ground, and asked him to run it over with the mower. He pulls it out of the ground, turns on the chipper, and feeds it thru. WTF?! I said run it over!

Again, he's very sorry about my Willow.

Yes, sorry. He will be.

Ha! His boss just called. He’ll be paying me a visit Friday morning.