Did We Need to Come Home to This? Darn Tree.

Apparently we have good neighbors. I don't know their names or anything (despite living here over two years), but I think C knows a few of the guys around us. As usual when we left for the weekend, C left his work truck in the driveway with the work number on the back window. So when a tree fell (due to ice or just rotting internally), at least three of our neighbors called C's boss, J, who in turn called us Saturday evening. We headed home on Sunday morning with a chainsaw (thanks, G!).

This is what we saw when we got home. Time to assess the damage.

The tree didn't really fall, just the top part of it. It took out the back fence.

Fence on the ground. Thankfully, chain link is difficult to really hurt and C had the fence up again for the dogs by Sunday evening. See how close the tree is to the shop though? Yeah.

See, the tree broke and fell over, but it didn't break all the way, therefore we didn't know how much of the weight of this break was being supported by the huge limbs gouged into the ground.

Inside the shop. A branch went through the roof. At least this was the only place.

The gutter was ripped off one side of the shop and the lower part of the metal panels were dented in places.

C got to work really quickly (also notice how quickly the snow melted). He cut, we stacked and piled, and then he cut some more. The backyard was so muddy, not to mention large chunks of turf missing due to the force of the falling tree/limbs.