My buddies, 'Los Tres Amigos'

Palm transplant; I couldn't move one of those, let alone one on my own. 

From the tidal floods of this past year, I had to replace four hefty pygmy date palms that had withered and died from saltwater intrusion. 

Amazingly, my buddies are a whirlwind team. Holes were dug and within five hours all the new specimens were neatly, nicely transplanted, leaving proud smiles all around.

Erick, the "young buck".  Lion, the "wise-one".  And my old buddy, "bossman", Sr. Jayro Marin