Woke up with a start last night. I knew something big had fallen but was too tired to get up to see. This morning when I walked outside I saw a big limb from one of our Silver Maples was down. It had been hit by a truck in the night. There are scars on the branches hanging over the street where the truck had hit it. This is the second time this has happened in the night. The big old Dogwood took a hit a few years back. When it was hit it sounded like a bomb going off. I chased the truckdriver down the street at one in the morning. The old trees in our neighborhood are threatened on so many levels. They are here so long and live through so much. Pictures of trees on the California coast and of the trees in Pensacola after Ivan.
