Hubby and I sat watching Fox News just now and a thunderous crash with splitting limbs interrupted our viewing. We went to the front door and our gigantic Mulberry shade tree was split in two. The side that fell went to the left of our ho
use and fell across the driveway and lawn of our neighbor. It barely scraped her roofline. Her house was spared. Our vehicles sat in the driveway on the other side of the tree that is precariously close to falling now. My husband unfroze the doors and moved the cars down the street where there weren't any trees. As I took photos of the destruction, we could hear crash after crash, scraping, and splitting around the neighborhood.
It's so sad. That tree is the one all my grandchildren have climbed and marveled at. We look forward to the leaves dropping at the first freeze in the Fall. We love the shade it provided during Oklahoma's blistering 108 degree summers. Now, it will soon be a memory. My husband said the remaining half of the tree that is precariously leaning toward our front porch is split, too. It will need to come down with the rest of it after the.... Nevermind. It just fell.'
Now that part is lying across our driveway, over our other neighbor's fence, and onto our porch and garage front. God is so good. So very good. Just fifteen minutes ago, my husband was standing there scraping the Malibu so he could move it out of the driveway. Now we are just listening to the creak of the large trunk of the tree moving with the wind against the house. We are so blessed.
Whew! I am winded. I went out and bent down beneath the twin trunks on our side of the three-trunk tree and waddled out into the street to take pictures. It's dark now, and I don't know if you can tell how bad it is. It should make several ricks of wood for my daughter's fireplace when my grandsons get it all cut up. Wow. I'm really gonna miss that tree. selahV
