Emerging from our long night's blast, feeling a bit like Punxatawny Phil, but not so well-rested. What's going to be out there? Thousands of bits of shredded leaves were everywhere; it was like green snow all over the ground and walls. Tree limbs were snapped everywhere too.
Our back yard neighbors' tree.
Mark clearing the street so all the water can start to drain down the street.
Simon clearing footlong twigs.
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