An oak tree dies

I haven’t written anything for the last hour or so because what I would have written would merely have seemed a repetition of things I have written before. However, at 3:10 I was trying to put batteries in the radio I mentioned previously. As I was in my room doing so, I heard a loud FWUMP! Mom, who was talking on the phone with the Saltieris, whose driveway has been blocked by a fallen tree, yelled, “Holy crap!” The beautiful, solitary oak tree that had stood in the side yard had been knocked over and had fallen against the house. Only some kind of divine providence had kept the massive, tall tree from coming through our window. The collapse has left a massive hole in the side yard and we are not entirely sure that will we be able to move it from the house without damaging the roof. Dick called and said that he heard on the radio that the eye hasn’t even reached us yet and that we may not have our power restored until tomorrow night. The rain has ceased dramatically, but the wind–God, the wind–is as strong as ever.

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