Call me a tree hugger, but trees are our friends

So, what is “lawn care” like?

It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood, a beautiful day for a neighbor. Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Please, won't you be my neighbor?

Too good to be true?

Because having avocado toast at brunch and owning a home is basically the same thing.

My parents bought the old Brooklyn home that I grew up in back in the ‘90s. It cost them about $150k, plus however much it cost to renovate after its previous owner, an elderly hoarder, had evacuated the premises. When they sold the three-story home to retire to Vermont a few years ago, the value had risen to 1.3 million dollars. That’s a staggering 766% increase. And while I'm happy they made bank on their nest egg, the sale was also a sobering reminder that owning a home in this climate - let…