After the Storm

This last weekend we had quite the storm. It was raining hard and blowing gales through our ranch. Two years ago this happened and I found myself with Working Man and MIL J and the tractor out in the middle of the night in the pouring rain and freezing cold (it was sometime in December I think) tying trees up again. We have a lot of young trees on the property and a couple of years ago, a lot of our pines had been uprooted by the fierce wind. We grabbed our twine (which we kept from the all the bales we've opened) and re-staked them with new t-posts.

On Saturday night, when we heard about the wind advisory (not too uncommon, but this degree was), coupled with the rain, we feared much the same fate. About midnight, FIL D got up to take a walk around the property and reported all was well. Around 3:30, he got up again to tie down a tarp against the fence around our pool. In the morning we could see the extent of the damage.

Our six year old palm.


We have oodles of young trees, and it's the six-year-old the storm took out.


After determining the mother root was severed, the boys pushed the tree over enough so when it was chopped, it wouldn't be in the pool. It's had enough water.


Working Man saving us all from hard work.


Burning through.


Ash.


Check out those burn marks.


Then Working Man pulled out a tool I didn't recognize. I realized it was to pull out the posts after I watched him fiddle with it for awhile.

Here's to hoping there's not another storm so nasty for another two years.

FFR