So a big oak tree broke off during those few days of warm windy days this past weekend. It came down crashing onto the neighbor's little backyard garden shack and took out their power lines. Tough. Although it really was their own fault to begin with. What did you expect when you cut all your trees and now leaving me with my trees that were in the middle of the wood line. They are weaker trunks that will break under wind, rain, or snow. So now it has happen although it took a few years. So he calls me an idiot. I pretend not to hear or rather choose not to respond to negativity. Since it was his own stupidity that brought that about. So me the idiot and him the stupid one, works out well.
My dilemma now is figuring out how to saw the remaining tree trunks that's too heavy for me to move. How I must now spend my free time cleaning up the mess of mother nature. And when will the next tree fall, it's only a matter of time. It's all in direct area of power lines. Just a matter of time.