Last night we went to sleep under a severe storm warning, but it was definitely north of us. No worry foolishly thought I.
Today we woke and took Rebecca to the airport. After breakfast and shopping we make it home. Sure it was windy all morning - worse than most winds-days, but I didn't give it any thought.As we are pulling into the drive way I instantly notice something is wrong. I tell Ann "The big tree is down."
"what"
"Backyard" - I feel my panic rising so I focus on nouns - "Tree"
"What?"
I stop the car and point having given up on words. I drop into problem-solving mode. I nearly hope out of the running car to inspect the damage, when my brain kicks back on to notice the tree is down and whatever else might be true, gravity always wins.
"Okay I am calm now" I say, really to me. I push the garage door button to no avail. No power. I park the car and get out. Our power runs along the other side of the house from the tree, so I walk the house and see the rest of neighborhood is dark. Clearly I am not alone in my tree carnage.
We go inside the house and the dogs are freaked out. We calm them down and call our TreeGuy. Now I have even more chores to do.
I posted a few pictures of the Tree that decided not to fall on the house but instead fell the perfect way out of harms way. So long fence.
