You know, it’s never a good thing when the first thing your kitchen designer wants to talk about when he calls you is not your kitchen, or the progress, or the issue of ceiling lights discussed the week previous, but the fact that oh, did you know that part of one of those big huge trees came down in your front yard? Um. Why, no, I did not. Gah.

My jaw dropped the second I turned onto my street, coming home. It may be hard to figure out why (uh. or NOT).

Here’s another view, just so you can get the full magnitude of the reason for the dropping of the jaw.

After I picked my jaw back up off the floor of the car, I parked and got out and my neighbors (who had already done their own jaw dropping earlier, apparently) and I shared our awe, not so much over the fact that a limb that size came down in the first place, but that it did so without hitting *anything*. It did not hit a house. It did not hit a car. It just went right down into the one perfect area where it couldn’t do any damage to anything at all.