Herrington Tree Services

Oct 2025

Professional work 100%! They worked great together as an experienced team. Clean up was superb. The removal was affordable and greatly appreciated...Pickwick Rd 31410

May 2025

I flagged Herrington Tree Service down after admiring the work they were doing in the backyard of my neighbor across the lane. I know a good crew when I see one and these guys operated like a well oiled machine. I was told they are booked out three months in advance, so I got lucky. Turns out that afternoon’s scheduled job had been pushed back a day because the client wanted to be on site when they arrived. Herrington rolled straight from Jeff’s yard into mine. They started that afternoon by removing an oak limb that stretched across the lane from Jeff’s yard and tickled the roof of my cabana. Next morning, they had the rubber-tire skid steer with grapple, the chipper and mulch truck, an assortment of chain saws, rakes, tackle and ropes ready and in position before 8AM. Thick rubber mats were dragged out to protect my courtyard lawn and a shallow sewer line from the leveler legs of a rubber-track bucket lift. The fringed limbs of bald cypress were tackled first from the driveway side of the carport roof then the bucket lift was driven through the carport and onto the waiting mats inside the courtyard. To say it was a tight fit would be an understatement. Picture a square: two legs of the square are concrete board fencing and flower beds, the other two legs are formed by the edges of the carport and cabana roofs. A Rubbermaid storage shed, maybe 8’x8’ or 10’x10’, sits in the corner formed by carport and one leg of the concrete board fence. Follow that leg to the lane and there’s a power pole with transformer. The feeder line that supplies electricity to the main house and the cabana stretches diagonally from this power pole to bisect the courtyard into two almost equal triangles. Another feeder line from this transformer runs across the lane to Jeff’s house and yet another parallels the lane to the west and to the east it runs directly above the second leg of my concrete board fence. A fifth feeder line angles off to feed my neighbor to the immediate west. It is on this western neighbor’s property that The Sweet Gum Tree grows. This tree is both beautiful and a menace. Surely it predates this house which was built in 1939 and must have begun its life as two slender saplings that merged into the one behemoth. The crotch where the two trunks diverge is head height. I cannot touch fingertips around either trunk. They don’t call sweet gums “widow makers” for nothing, and like all sweet gum trees, this one has a history of randomly dropping limbs. According to Elizabeth, who has lived here 13 or 14 years, this sweet gum has shed a branch, the size-of-a tree-sized-branch, about every three years. And where does it fall? You guessed it: always right on top of that diagonal feeder line. Until it didn’t. Ten days after I closed on this house, a tree-sized-limb fell on the carport roof. Congratulations on your new purchase! Did I mention that was a July 9th? Happy birthday to me! Anyway, this 65‘ tall, ancient, verdant, shade tree had one size-of-a-tree-sized-branch reaching 30’ out hobbyhorse-like over that diagonal power line where it forked into a cluster of smaller branches, then even smaller, into twigs and leaves. Imagine watching from your bedroom window that swaying limb-the-size-of-tree with its weighted end-mass of green leaves as they roil and flash their light underbellies against a blackened sky during every storm and wondering if today would be the day. Now picture one more limb, not quite as big or as horizontal as the first: this one protruding out over that power pole with its transformer and the multi-directional feeder lines emanating from it. It is important to visualize ALL these obstacles, the buildings, their metal roofs and gutters, the concrete board fences, the beds of calla lilies and roses, the little plastic shed, the limbs-the-size-of-trees suspended above an intricate web of electrical cables, to understand the complexity of the job and how skillfully it was handled. So, picture the red bucket lift on the rubber-tracks only now picture it on the black rubber mats in the sq

May 2025

I flagged Herrington Tree Service down after admiring the work they were doing in the backyard of my neighbor across the lane. I know a good crew when I see one and these guys operated like a well oiled machine. I was told they are booked out three months in advance, so I got lucky. Turns out that afternoon’s scheduled job had been pushed back a day because the client wanted to be on site when they arrived. Herrington rolled straight from Jeff’s yard into mine. They started that afternoon by removing an oak limb that stretched across the lane from Jeff’s yard and tickled the roof of my cabana. Next morning, they had the rubber-tire skid steer with grapple, the chipper and mulch truck, an assortment of chain saws, rakes, tackle and ropes ready and in position before 8AM. Thick rubber mats were dragged out to protect my courtyard lawn and a shallow sewer line from the leveler legs of a rubber-track bucket lift. The fringed limbs of bald cypress were tackled first from the driveway side of the carport roof then the bucket lift was driven through the carport and onto the waiting mats inside the courtyard. To say it was a tight fit would be an understatement. Picture a square: two legs of the square are concrete board fencing and flower beds, the other two legs are formed by the edges of the carport and cabana roofs. A Rubbermaid storage shed, maybe 8’x8’ or 10’x10’, sits in the corner formed by carport and one leg of the concrete board fence. Follow that leg to the lane and there’s a power pole with transformer. The feeder line that supplies electricity to the main house and the cabana stretches diagonally from this power pole to bisect the courtyard into two almost equal triangles. Another feeder line from this transformer runs across the lane to Jeff’s house and yet another parallels the lane to the west and to the east it runs directly above the second leg of my concrete board fence. A fifth feeder line angles off to feed my neighbor to the immediate west. It is on this western neighbor’s property that The Sweet Gum Tree grows. This tree is both beautiful and a menace. Surely it predates this house which was built in 1939 and must have begun its life as two slender saplings that merged into the one behemoth. The crotch where the two trunks diverge is head height. I cannot touch fingertips around either trunk. They don’t call sweet gums “widow makers” for nothing, and like all sweet gum trees, this one has a history of randomly dropping limbs. According to Elizabeth, who has lived here 13 or 14 years, this sweet gum has shed a branch, the size-of-a tree-sized-branch, about every three years. And where does it fall? You guessed it: always right on top of that diagonal feeder line. Until it didn’t. Ten days after I closed on this house, a tree-sized-limb fell on the carport roof. Congratulations on your new purchase! Did I mention that was a July 9th? Happy birthday to me! Anyway, this 65‘ tall, ancient, verdant, shade tree had one size-of-a-tree-sized-branch reaching 30’ out hobbyhorse-like over that diagonal power line where it forked into a cluster of smaller branches, then even smaller, into twigs and leaves. Imagine watching from your bedroom window that swaying limb-the-size-of-tree with its weighted end-mass of green leaves as they roil and flash their light underbellies against a blackened sky during every storm and wondering if today would be the day. Now picture one more limb, not quite as big or as horizontal as the first: this one protruding out over that power pole with its transformer and the multi-directional feeder lines emanating from it. It is important to visualize ALL these obstacles, the buildings, their metal roofs and gutters, the concrete board fences, the beds of calla lilies and roses, the little plastic shed, the limbs-the-size-of-trees suspended above an intricate web of electrical cables, to understand the complexity of the job and how skillfully it was handled. So, picture the red bucket lift on the rubber-tracks only now picture it on the black rubber mats in the sq