Lightening was still flashing across the skies as the rain let up and I stuck my head out of my new leaf nest. It held up well through a severe storm that blew through in the middle of the night, probably because the branches are still new and flexible. But the lawn below looked like a hundred squirrels had descended and nipped all the branches they could reach. In other words, a hundred times worse than my clippings Hickory showed you yesterday. We needed the rain, but not like this!
With the human sirens sounding and all of us a little shaky from riding out the storm in swaying trees, Hickory and I did a little tour of the neighborhood. Leaves and branches littered the ground and streets.
A few trees fell, thankfully none of them ours. We’ll have to do a better check once it’s light out.
We’re back with a daylight update. Please be careful out there – some branches–large branches that could pass for small trees–are still hanging and could fall.
Ol’ Wally told us younger squirrels humans used to call these ‘widow-makers.’
In our region, the storms mostly blow in from the west. As we scampered around we detected how that affects the trees and their branches. Of these two old spruces, the one on the western side now leans eastward.
This Red Maple branch that extended across the street got twisted backwards, but…
a neighboring oak’s dead branch in the lee of the trunk didn’t break.
The tops of several of the forty-year-old White Pines we’ve talked about snapped clean off.
This isn’t unusual Miz Flora says, because pine is a ‘softwood’. The tree grows fast, so the plant cells forming the trunk are large and well, soft. The wood breaks, is easy to cut and burns quickly.
So our neighborhood got by with minor damages, and we hope all our local neighbors fared as well.