Well, come March, the snow melted and the abandoned limbs reappeared. So, during March Break (before the poison ivy and oak presented itself), Paul and the kids spent two days dragging branches and downed saplings out of the ditch and piling them in our yard. The site became less shocking.
Paul looked into renting a chipper but the price was, well, ridiculous. So, he called the township, explained that he had cleaned the wood up and asked that they remove it. Finally, after several calls, the township sent a crew out today to clean up the mess.
As I emerged from the garage this morning, I saw a white pickup truck in the driveway. It backed out and pulled up along our ditch. I headed out. After arriving at work, I called Paul and asked him if anyone was loading up the wood. There wasn't and he hadn't known they'd been there. Later, I called home again and asked if they'd returned. Well, a crew had arrived and there was machinery making a lot of noise out at the road. He figured he'd better go see what was going on. He made some comment about them "fixing his little red wagon for complaining about the mess they'd left" and he hung up.
The first time out, they had taken a look at the pile and figured it was too much to haul away so they came back with a chipper. Paul spoke with them and explained about the clean up and the poison ivy (they were going to go into the ditch) and that, if they didn't mind, we'd love the mulch. Turns out they were quite happy with that suggestion.
The trees at the road have all leafed out despite the maiming. I hate to admit it, but the ditch looks much better too. We're not quite as private at the road but the green understory is coming up beautifully. And I came home to a pile of free mulch. Things are looking up. Knock on wood.
webslinging from atop the tower

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