I am currently having the horrifying experience of watching 65 mile an hour winds rip down the big tree in our backyard. (!) It hasn't fallen yet, but it's roots are coming up, it's leaning badly, and I'm pretty sure it's going to fall or, if it doesn't fall, die anyway from the root damage. I warned the neighbors to get their pets in, and if we're lucky it will fall in our yards and not on anyone's house. But ... it's my tree!

I'll keep you posted. And if it falls, I will try not to cry. But I might have to.

Update: So the wind has died down a bit and the tree still stands. But its roots are kind of tilted up on one side, and I think it might still fall down or die. All in all, though, I'm glad it didn't crash down in the wind. I'm pretty sure it would have been freaky to watch, and if it had fallen on the house, I don't know what I would have done, since Dan is out of town and I'm not exactly experienced at tree removal. Ah, homeownership!