Lucky

It's a miracle that no panes were broken. We still miss that one pecan tree, but it was so far from plumb that it would have gone last night for sure. At intervals when the power was on, we watched channel 36. The little crawl-text at the bottom of the screen kept saying don't go outdoors, don't use the telephone, don't take a bath, and all the stuff that we were told as kids but that isn't heard much these days. I can remember seeing lightning shoot across the kitchen from the pump because the plumbing wasn't grounded in the way that it is these days. Limbs down are small rotten items from the oaks and some dead pecan stuff, plus brittle things from redbuds and roses of Sharon. Ball moss abounds. A pavement broom was very helpful in collecting it, even from the grass, seeming to be faster at it than a rake, for some reason. Even before true dawn, chainsaws were to be heard everywhere. Some busybody's sure to call in the dark streetlights. What a shame! People drive in a much safer manner without them.