Old Jack falls and goes boom...

Remember the gusty winds I mentioned in yesterday's post? (Probably not.)
Remember this tree, which is a prominent feature in my backyard?

The apartment ladies have dubbed it Old Jack, because they fancy that it's a Jack Pine. Actually, I think it's a spruce, but I don't want to spoil their fun. Anyway, that big gust of wind yesterday did this to Jack...

There's a propane tank just behind the tree trunk. He missed it by 1-1/2 feet. He did take out the power line to the brown and white building on the right, which is our little town newspaper, but I see they've fixed it today.
I heard several loud noises before the tree fell and I thought the wind was blowing my tomato containers around on the balcony. But it must have been the innards of the trunk giving way. I was the only eye witness to Jack's downfall. Others saw it after the fact. ;) Maybe the newspaper will want to interview me? Nah.

At first I bemoaned the loss of some of my privacy, but after some thought I came to the conclusion that Jack was an ugly and mangy old tree, so it wasn't such a bad thing after all. And I'm very thankful that he fell away from the apartment, because my apartment would have been right in his path if he'd come this way. That's my little apartment manager, Rose, in the red sweatshirt.

That's all the excitement for now! Hope you enjoyed my tale. :)

A nice evening to all and shalom!