On a dark and stormy not so long ago (at 4:45 am CDT) there came such a crash at the Little House that it sent the dogs to howling and woke their unfortunate owners of their peaceful slumber. What was this crash, you ask?
It was the kind, shady patio tree caught in a gust of wind from an evil cold front. Try as it might, the old hackberry tree couldn’t resist the evil wind. It creaked and it groaned and it crashed to the ground, shaking the Little House and scaring the whatsis out of all who heard it.
The Little Family was sad for the kind old hackberry tree and for their new backyard (that had put hundreds of man hours into remodeling). They vowed to avenge them, promising to rebuild the backyard better than it was before (depending on what the insurance man said).
Thanks for bearing with this crazy cell phone post, guys! We and the house are all okay! When it’s safe to go outside (we have a downed power line under the tree) we’ll take some better pictures for you (and the insurance man).