…except Lloyd and Lauren, apparently. There was a big storm Friday night and we slept right through it – 70 mph winds and a fair amount of rain. I sleep with a pillow over my head and a noisy fan in the room and heard absolutely nothing. In fact, I’m embarrassed to say that I found out about it on Facebook. The ‘Seward Community Chat’ group was all abuzz with who had lost tree limbs.
I went outside to take a look.
Holy branches, Batman! Lloyd and I picked up all the branches in our yard, and the ones in our neighbor’s yard that came from our tree (plus a few extra), and loaded them into the truck using Lloyd’s perfected technique. (I’ll let him tell you about that.) Off to the burn pile to dump them and that was that.
We also walked around to see what else was happening around town. One man down the street lost a third of his tree. He said that he was awake for the storm and drove around. He saw the city workers who were working through the night to clear trees and branches off roads. God bless them.
The most interesting casualty we saw was this tree:
See how there is no disrupted earth all around the base? How does that happen? It wasn’t snapped, it was just…. pushed over.
We peeked down into the hole. There were NO ROOTS on the sidewalk side of the tree. Lloyd speculated that they all grew toward the sprinklered area where they would get water. That makes me wonder about all trees that grow by roads. Hmmmmm…..
And the lesson learned? Lloyd and I are going to die in the night if there is a tornado.