We just cut down a few around the home before the next expected to be a hard stormy winter comes.
And the one right over our sleeping area.
Rottin from the core out.
I suspected as it swayed in the storms but the logger where gathered around it like men who discovered gold once they downed it.
I went out to see what all the Male excitement was and it was one of those things that give loggers stories to talk about.
Two people in one hammock. After dark, near midnight?
Might be more than just ravity shaking that tree.
A sad loss, sorry for the family’s loss.
got pictures?
A friend stepped out to get her mail and was looking at the beauty of the ice storm the night before. She stopped and felt she shouldn’t go to the mailbox. As she was looking, a huge maple fell over and drove the mailbox into the ground.