Boom! (Windows rattle)
Me: Did you hear that?
Husband: (asleep) What? Hear what?
Me: You didn't hear that?
Me: (waits, hears nothing more, puts head back down on pillow) Oh well.
Scene: My house 6:20 am
I get in my car at the back of the house heading to work, pull around to front of house, see source of last evening's boom.
Me: Oh my gosh!!!
And this is what I see:
A limb the size of a regular tree fell off our 200 year old oak tree. Apparently, a good bit of it was rotted. I am a little concerned about the health of the rest of the tree, so I think we will have an Arborist come check it out soon.