A tree fell in the woods, ... and I heard it

Last time I said I’d have a finished picture of the bridge, here it is.


Not many days after, a storm passed through and brought down a large oak tree real close to the bridge. The tree’s roots turned up the dirt around it and looked like this.



The top of the oak tree hit our barn and bent down part of the metal roof.
Not very bad, but still, not the kind of mess we wanted, just a few days before
the Log Cabin Tour in June.



We, along with our brother-in-law set about cutting and cleaning the area.
It took a hour the day it happened, the whole next day and into the third a couple hours. I did most of the cutting while standing in the bucket of the JD, while Janie spend hours picking up branches, hauling them to the paddock to burn at some future date.

When we cut the trunk, it, and the dirt it was connected to flipped back to it’s
original position. (almost) It left a gapping hole to fill. We bought 3 tons of
dirt and to fill it in.

What a mess. Our place is easier to see from the road now. We don’t like it.