Yesterday was a long day filled with lots of cabin fever and Netflix streaming, thanks to Hurricane Irene. As I was reading Gabe his nap time story, I heard a rumble and yelled out to J. Turns out, our neighbor's tree top fell into our backyard, narrowly missing hitting our fence, pool fence, roof, and pool filter/heater. It literally fell into our yard without doing any damage. Man, did we dodge a huge bullet. As my friend, Rebecca, pointed out, the curse of this house must be over, since the tree didn't do any damage.
It looks like J and I might be spending Labor Day weekend "laboring" with this tree top. One Craigslist tree removal guy came back with a $450 quote to remove it. No thanks. That guy wasn't even a professional tree guy - I can only imagine what kind of quote the arborist we called will come back with...........gah!
Here are the pics:
Gabe's inspecting the damage to Henry's runner
so close to our fence!
kind of close to the pool fence
leaves resting on top of the pool filter
a man on a mission
debris in the pool
there's the neighbor's tree, from where the tree top fell
and there's our 80-something-year-old neighbor across the street, mowing his lawn mid-storm
view of the tree from the kitchen
view from living room window