We had A LOT of rain and wind yesterday, courtesy of Hurricane Matthew. It began in the morning and lasted all day. The house seemed strangely quiet when it stopped last night. Our electricity flickered a few times, but were grateful not to lose it because loosing electricity means loosing water for us. (Our water is delivered from a well via an electric pump.)
Tabby was looking out the window mid-morning and saw an old post oak tree fall and crash to the ground. Thank God the only thing destroyed by it was a portion of our fencing. The tree narrowly missed both chicken coops. If it had fallen the other direction it would have hit our house.
Today the boys and I went out to inspect the tree. I wonder if the tree was there when this house was built in 1907. It is huge!
I don't guess home owners insurance covers things like this. Not sure though. So Frank drove off this afternoon to borrow a more powerful chainsaw than what he has. Good thing he has this week off work because this job is going to take awhile. And we will be well stocked with firewood. Well stocked indeed.
I kept expecting to see chickens flying through the yard when the wind gusts were extra strong yesterday. But they pulled through just fine. Even Mama Mia kept all nine chicks safe and marched them all up to me this morning, wanting their feed.
So thankful we didn't have any more damage. On extra happy news, Tabby felt well enough to go to church this morning, for the first time in months!