as I walked out of the house onto the porch I heard the crack and crash of the large limb that simply gave up the ghost and fell from the tree - a quick thought of thanks for not mowing the grass or simply walking there at the time and also a remembrance of my neighbor telling me about seeing some TV personality discussing the number of people killed by falling trees, and of which he thought that in his entire life he had never seen a tree falling and immediately on walking out of his house - like mine situated in the midst of a fairly extensive forest that covers this penninusula extending into the Chesapeake - a tree fell right in front of him. I started to clean this up but then stopped for the photograph
