Oh, my poor tree

[pameladean]

The last few times that significant snowfall has been forecast for this area, we have not actually gotten it. Last night there was thunder and lightning and drizzle, then snow, then a gigantic pause, and then more snow. When I went to bed at two, there were still dimples in the new snow on the front lawn, showing up the underlying irregularity of the ground. When I got up at six am and looked out the back door, I could not see the houses on Nicollet Avenue, and such shapes as could be discerned seemed to be made entirely of snow . As I stood there admiring the view, there was a tremendous crack and a huffing sound, and the main trunk of the ancient lilac in our neighbors' back yard settled onto the top of the retaining wall that separates the yards. This was fairly distressing, but that lilac has weathered worse. But then, as I was sitting at my computer much later this morning, taking my medication and contemplating whether I should clear my desk off, open a couple of windows and their screens, and use a broom to brush the snow off the arborvita trees, there was a prolonged splintering crack and the larger of the two, the one on the north, fell right out of my view. I went outside, hastily putting on boots and jacket over my pyjamas, and saw that the tree had split in two right down to the ground and was lying across the front yard, full of tiny clusters of cones.

I got the snow shovel and brushed as much snow as I could from the other one. I hope it doesn't go too.

P.

Comments

[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

Oh, good. I'm glad they were nice.