Lumberjacking

Today the weather sucked. It rained heavily enough that it bypassed the corner storm drains and was flowing directly into the creek at the end of the block. Then I noticed I had left the windows on the Jetta cracked open yesterday. I scurried out with some towels and wiped it dry-ish. As I exited the Jetta I saw the back yard. Half of the maple sheared and fell onto the fence and sidewalk. It was 6 feet shy of hitting the camper. I borrowed a neighbor's 42cc Poulan and made it sing like the 500's that preceded the current version of MotoGP weaponry. I would have worn flannel to complete the image but the only flannel I have is pajama bottoms. That would be so wrong. I should have had eye protection too but I'm invincible.