The locals tell us the rainy season has officially begun.
It all started Sunday 25th of September. The wind came in that morning. It was peek-a-boo sun all morning with looming dark clouds to the west. Then it really got windy. As we were doing yard-work and finishing up the coop, we heard a CRACK. Swoosh. CRUNCH. The top 20 feet of a once 60 foot maple was on one of our sheds. Luckily, it was the sad metal shed.
We bucked it down last weekend as far as we could with our pruning loppers and hand pruning saw.
Time to shop for a chainsaw.
It does make me a bit sea-sick to see the tops of the 100 foot firs sway to and fro - Blah.