2 in 2

Yeah. That how many trees have blown down in two weeks. Both oaks. Both awaiting chainsawing, splitting and stacking on our ever-growing woodpile. Justin pointed out that they never seem to break clean off (much like what Dirty Harry will do with his .45 Magnum...only instead of your head, it's our trees...moving on...) So they never break all the way off. I told Justin that it's the tree's final "eff you!" They gotta get their licks in somehow I guess. I incredible irony is that we have a number of dead trees on the property, and despite a couple of passionately windy storms, they just keep right on standing, woody monuments to the vertical deceased. Not sure where I was going with that.