From the century-old willow oaks shading Trade Street to the HOA maples of Brightmoor, Matthews trees get the same arborist-first treatment as the rest of our map — fifteen minutes from home base.

Matthews wears its trees the way it wears its depot — proudly and a little protectively. The blocks around downtown carry some of the oldest willow oaks in the county, planted when Trade Street was the whole town, and the neighborhoods that grew outward from there — Sardis Forest, Country Place, Greylock — inherited mature hardwood canopies that newer suburbs would kill for. Our job in Matthews is mostly to keep that inheritance standing.
The work here splits in two. In-town lots mean tight access: detached garages, fenced gardens, neighbors close enough to borrow sugar from. We rig and lower nearly everything rather than felling whole, and our compact equipment fits the 36-inch gates that older Matthews fencing favors. Out toward Weddington Road and Highway 51, the HOA neighborhoods bring a different rhythm — builder-planted maples and ornamental pears hitting the age where their flaws show, plus architectural committees who like paperwork. Conveniently, paperwork is our love language: written assessments, arborist letters, certificates of insurance on request.
The summer squall lines that rake Mecklenburg County don't slow down at the town limits, and the I-485 corridor seems to catch more than its share of straight-line wind. After the July storms, our Matthews calls are almost always the same three: oak limbs through fence lines, pines leaning after saturated-soil root failure, and hangers over driveways. The storm line — (704) 555-0163 — is answered around the clock, and make-safe crews reach Matthews fast.
We know which Matthews neighborhoods sit on shallow rock that changes stump-grinding quotes, which streets the town maintains, and where the greenway buffers run along Four Mile Creek. That's the boring local fluency that keeps quotes accurate and surprises rare. Book a Matthews assessment →
Free written assessment, honest prescriptions, and a storm line that answers at 2am. Your oaks deserve a surgeon.