Yes, a day I will never forget.

Partially, because it as so absurd. And partially because the sound of my Real Estate agents voice, when I told him what I saw, while looking out my front door:

While cooking breakfast for my kids, one blustery morning, I was startled by what sounded like a lunatic kicking in my front door. As I rounded the corner, I saw that the door was in fact, now, wide open, and.. there was this very powerful sent of… of… evergreen. A few milliseconds later, steeled for confrontation with whatever insane manic was now in my house, I realized, I was not facing a mortal man, but a 120′ giant, lying, outside my front door.

Now, I’d had a few odd things happen while I was trying to sell this (wonderful, honestly wonderful) house. This provided me with much entertainment as I casually mentioned these things to my astounded, horrified and otherwise good sport of a Real Estate agent. Like the time the Coroner was at the house, big black city Medical Examiners van parked right in front of the house. Hey, it looked like the dog has dug up human knee, very cleanly butchered, so I called in an expert. They removed, the remains and that was that. So when I called to ask what the next step was, if say, a 100′ tree fell across the property, he proceeded to chuckle, and tell me about the next planned Open House. It took a few minutes to convince him that I did, in fact, have said tree, on said front lawn, and he might want to come out and see if this could be possible issue in the sale of the house.

Fortunately, the damage was relatively minor, a section of the fence was modified

My little cargo trailer took a little bit of a beating as well:

All is not lost. The tree is also nature’s way of meeting neighbors:

At least potential buyers could see a little bit of the house, even if they couldn’t get to it (and yes, a number of people came to see the house that morning).

Humans, so full of hubris. Here’s a little reminder from Mother Nature that she doesn’t give a flying sack of crap about us, she’s gonna do whatever she damn well pleases. Fences? Nature does not recognize fences.