Plant-Lovers All

I have watched a house remodel job for about a month or so now. All the former garden is bulldozed except for one sixty-year old (at least ) heavily-laden orange tree about fifteen feet tall. I managed to salvage some really attractive day-lilies, after asking permission of course. In about a month, if the orange tree doesn't get water, it will be either dead or beyond recovery. With August, September, October, and a little of November ahead of us, it will not make it to spring and blossom as it has for at least fifty years. Such a noble act for the powers that be to chuck all the rest of the garden and leave this token tree. Nice alliteration, eh? Being a true plant activist, or whatever, I've asked the workers several times to give it a soak from their on the premises hose, but they say "we don't know what THEY want to do with it." I keep wondering, who are THEY? And, can't you (plural) see what is happening above your heads, especially since you all sit under this tree (the only shade) while you eat your (plural) lunches? Well, if and when this tree dies, THEY can pop in another one. Only $23.95 plus tax and fifty years, at Home Depot!