First tree down at lunchtime-
a huge old oak at the side of the garden lost his entire top.
The sound was deafening as it came crashing down
and the smell, like fresh mown grass.
He must've been 40-45 feet tall and probably planted in the early 1800s
but was still in full leaf and just too top-heavy to withstand
the absolute howler that blew through.
Of course the good news is firewood for next year
but the sight and sound of a fallen tree always saddens me.