Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Lucy and I had just come inside from playing in the backyard. I heard branches rustling, and thought a wind storm had come in out of nowhere. So I looked out our window, and although I didn't see a storm of any kind, I did see one of my beautiful trees fall.
The tree took the power lines down with it, caused a little firework display, and knocked out everyone's electricity on our side of our street. It ripped the power pole and box off our house. Our neighbors got electricity back by the end of the day, but it took us a little longer to get our power restored because we had to call an electrician. It's not easy to find one over the weekend!
The hammock we love to lay in was destroyed.
And our fence was hit, but only by the brush, and was left standing- although in need of some repair.
Of course, I am so sad to lose a beautiful tree that provided such nice shade in my backyard. But Fermin and I look stupidly happy in the pictures below. I think that's because even though we lost something, we realize we could've lost a lot more.
My tree guy, Randall, is the greatest. He came out first thing the very next day to clear things out enough so that we could get our cars out of the garage.
He used a stump grinder to fill back in the big, gaping hole with the roots and soil. So in a way, our tree is buried in that hole now. At least parts of it.
The rest we're using as stumps to sit on in the backyard, firewood for our friends, and a plant stand to showcase the pumpkins I just bought!
The brutal summer of 2011 is over, and most definitely left it's mark. But we're all safe and sound.