Having an aversion to getting slapped in the face by Blackthorn branches overhanging the Dutchess Rail Trail, I generally give up waiting for anybody else to do the job:
They’re not all Blackthorn (Prunus spinosa), but Ailanthus altissima grows like a weed around here and requires heavy cutback:
It’s not just small branches:
Apparently, there was no law against that …
A recent storm dropped many trees across the trail and the maintenance folks deploy bigger saws than I can carry:
Three months after we were told they had ordered replacement tiles, I’m beginning to think I must buy some on Amazon and do this job myself, too:
Maybe it’ll get done when the weather cools …
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 