Mother Nature has been having her way with us lately. On Sunday night and Monday morning, Atlanta had record-breaking wind gusts creating havoc all over the city, including uprooting trees causing property damage and causing power outages for tens of thousands of customers.
A big oak tree fell in my parents’ yard, upended their back deck and landed squarely on their neighbor’s house. Fortunately, no one was hurt. Last night, I spent about an hour watching the tree removal guys maneuvering a crane over my folks’ house and loading and depositing big chunks of the tree in the driveway. I took some photos, pondering my strange fascination with the wreckage. It’s strange how such acts of nature bring folks together if for no other reason than to reflect over the carnage. The neighbors whose house the tree fell on came over for awhile to get out of the way of the damage, a lot of tree guys worked well into the day and night on Monday and Tuesday, and some other neighbors pulled out lawn chairs to gawk and talk. So I thought I’d share some of the fascination with the rest of you. Behold the remnants of a great oak tree.
