The winds have finaly died down I went ou to take pictures of the trees that had fallen, scaring some residents, and found the landscapers had alrread cleared away one tree and were woring on another
This LOG is all that is left of the giant patriarch of the trees on our place. The trunk is three feet in diameter. The tree must be sixty years old. I loved to sit under this tree and watch the traffic go by whioe sipping my Starbucks frozen drink. I am going to mis its shade tis summer.