Yesterday we had a very odd lightning/thunder strike that didn't make visible contact but did strange damage. Our internet modem was rendered "dead", and the staghorn fern (AKA flying spaghetti monster) was released from his 30 year place in the oak trees to a new location on the ground. The southern oak branch just broke right off, and not even at the steel cord but at another place.
So, now we have a massive 12' long oak limb laying on the grass.... but why fret? The peafowl and sneetches are in HEAVEN. They spent the day roosting in the new "low tree", letting us know how they love what we've done with the place! Hmmmm, this new bird tree will be in this location for a while so that our feathered friends can enjoy it immensely.
