|Backyard urn toppled.|
|Our cars decked in Coffee Tree spars, branches, and leaves.|
|All those bare trees? Those are really the fallen, wind-stripped|
crown of a 70-80 foot Kentucky Coffee Tree.
The vultures and I are really going to miss that tree.
It made gorgeous shapes against the sky.
|Our two cars that are now complete Bash-and-Dingmobiles.|
|Roof broken and pried off by the Kentucky Coffee Tree.|
Our back yard ends at the wall of the little broken building.
|Beautiful little nineteenth-century Cooper smokehouse |
with arches on the other side where the fuel went in--
the bricks were smashed all along the roof and halfway down the wall.
Who needs power when you have sunshine pouring in?