So, we originally put off visiting my sister because of temporary crushing poverty arising from a flurry of unplanned automotive repairs. Now, I am thinking that it was so we could be home when our home came under an arboreal assault.

There you have it, one large branch twisted itself around the trunk like a swing dancer, bouncing off the oil tank, finally coming to rest much like it was when it was attached to the tree only much lower.

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