They don’t come more obvious than this! (See previous post.) The wind has been unbelievable today, simply horrific, fifty miles per hour at least. I’d just finished posting about “leaving Cheyenne” when I heard (or felt) a very large “thud.” Thank God that’s all I heard. Half of one of our big elm trees is now lying on the ground beside the house, but no broken windows, skylight, or roof. We could so easily have been rendered homeless, too.
Well, son. What does this mean?