You know how when you are short on blog material and wondering where your next post will come from, and nature decides to help you out by dropping a tree on your van or your power lines? No? Maybe that’s just me. Well, anyway, some wicked storm ripped through here yesterday pelting the neighborhood with hail and splitting trees all over the place.
And I promise you, it wasn’t my fault this time. I have at least three blog posts in the pipeline, ready to go as soon as I’m ready to write them. I have no shortage of material this week.
That must be why my yard was spared this time. Relatively speaking, anyway. There are small branches and leaves strewn about everywhere, and some larger ones in the woods behind the house, but nothing that requires chainsaws and utility trucks like the last few times.
Other neighbors were not so lucky. Maybe these are the people who were experiencing the dry spell on their blog.
Ok, I jest about all of this blog stuff. And luckily nobody was hurt (that I know of). It’s just a crazy experience living around here sometimes. The trees are beautiful, but every time a storm comes through I get nervous. And with good reason, clearly.
It was after midnight last night, and I was still hearing the sound of chainsaws and trucks. There are a few more pictures here.