Well, the basement stinks again. It'll dry out eventually.
My dad reports that there was someone cutting up a large tree that had fallen over the east end of the bike path when he went out on his scooter this morning. The west end was fine. In a couple days he'll likely have forgotten there was ever a tree there. He did that after the last time.
Rich informed me this morning that when he went out for a post-storm evening smoke, he headed down to the end of our street, drawn by the sound of chain saws. The last house on the end, opposite side of the street, had what appeared to be four trees down across the house. We went to take a look this morning, and it still looked like four trees, though only a couple were across the roof - or what was still left of them, since something had to have been removed last night - and only one looked to have punched an actual hole. I expect a closer look will show more damage, like to shingles and gutters and such. Friends of ours across the street seem to have escaped all damage, as did we. I haven't heard any other reports of local damage, but most trees in this town are still small.
Best of all, we missed the flooding reported in Wisconsin and Iowa.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
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