THWACK-THUMP!
That’s the sound of a neighbor’s tree, big old maple that shaded your garden too much, but now never will again. Apparently it was hollow and had to be brought down at some point before a storm did it first. Only problem, the neighbor’s anchor line, the type that’s always held before – you’ve seen him topple a giant fir in the front, and you weren’t too concerned when he started this noisy, chain-sawing spring break project on Tuesday – that anchor line snapped a chunk of wood that had been set in concrete, according to your neighbor, and the thing whizzed past his ear, whilst the tree’s top section fell across his fence, crumpling your husband’s homemade wood shed.
It only grazed the house corner. You are glad.
You excuse yourself from the computer to grab one more fistful of semisweet chips from the cupboard, your fingers still slightly shaking. Your little old doggy, whose door to the yard has been blocked by the commotion, gets distressed and piddles on the carpet.
This is sad. And this is life.
So glad you guys (and your house) are okay.
Whew! Sounds like there were a lot of close calls there! Sorry about the shed.
Oh my! Can’t blame Brindy for piddling – I think I might have too, if I’d been surprised like that. Glad the house, and you, are okay – and hey, a new shed out of the deal could be sweet. Plus think of the firewood… mmm, maple burns nicely…
Hugs!!
Cherie, that’s definitely life. Things could always have been worse. :o)
Melanie, our son was actually in the yard at the time, too, and thankfully he was watching the operation and thinking, “On TV the tree never falls where it’s supposed to…” So he stayed clear. Tim got right to work on the shed last evening, as he is wont to do.
Yes, Anna, I was glad I didn’t piddle, myself; didn’t blame Brindy, though she hasn’t had such an accident since puppyhood. Westley appeared long after the incident from under a bed, looking quite disconcerted, but he seems okay today. And our neighbor burns his own wood, too, but he felt so badly he promised Tim some. :o)
maple is great for bbqs. Glad you, the house, your son and everyone is ok. I hope there wasn’t much of value in the shed. It looks like the after-picture of a storm. :)
Thanks, Jodi. I guess the tree was hollow, so it needed to come down before the next storm.
Oh my… you needed a tree surgeon! If we were closer, I’d offer Frank’s services and I’d sit and drink coffee with you while he did the work (although I’m guessing it’s well and truly cleared by now and just a memory for you!)
Wish our neighbor could have called Frank! Just a few miles too far away, I guess. ;o)