Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Close Call

Monday afternoon I almost met my maker. When I was walking down the street of the mobile home park where I live with my brother, I heard a crackling sound, and then suddenly half of a tree came crashing down on me. Fortunately, I was grazed lightly with some tree branches and leaves. If I had stayed on the sidewalk, I probably would have been knocked out cold.

Here are some pictures:

What's currently left of the tree:


The rest of the tree needs to be cut down:


How the tree looked shortly after my encounter and before groundspeople chopped it up and disposed of it:


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