Himmicane Update

[anigo]

All the trees came out of the himmicane still standing, even the scrawny, refuse-to-grow red maple. The linden, as I suspected, took the worst of it losing a couple of branches, look at it after all. It's one big waving mop. (As, apparently, are Chester's ears.) This wasn't the height of the storm, but it was still fun to watch it wave. Sort of. In a "please don't fall down" kind of way.

Ignore the dead grass patches. I have three dogs. The sod company can't keep up with me.