Now the apple can't fall far from the tree...

Being a fan of trees, and nature, and all that other junk, I ordered trees. Now I know that I can go random places and find trees, little saplings, still clung tightly to their mother (or father? No, mother I think), but by ordering the trees from the arbor society, they donate trees to plant elsewhere. Okay, good deal, I did my good deed.

But who the hell delivers trees in a mailbox? Are you kidding. Although the spring heat is good for them, I don't assume that the scorching inside of my black mailbox in the middle of farm land was their ideal habitat for three days - oh, and they were just in a bag. Trees are alive! Isn't that what hippie tree lovers say? What if I ordered kittens? If they were kittens, I hope they would not be tossed haphazardly in a plastic bag and then flung in my mailbox. Where's the difference? They are both LIVING creatures!!
* I would like to note that I in no way actually believe that these two situations are similar, but am merely making a forceful point. PETA freaks need not comment.

So tree people, people whose entire business is literally trees, who delivers for you? At least put them in a big enough box that they would not fit in our mailbox, and they can be shaded under the porch. Due to the current weather, planting will need to be delayed. I will let you all know how the trees fared, poor little things.