You may recall that I went through a storm that took out my power not to long ago. Part of the time the power was out I decided to go tour the neighborhood to see what else had happened of note.
This was the only major damage I found, but it was a beauty:
A significant lower branch of some substance was ripped from its former home and deposited neatly on top of a stop sign. As you can imagine, the stop sign didn’t put up too much of a fight:
Thanks for stopping by and remember: I’m a nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore … (don’t make me spell it out).
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When we bought our house, one of the selling features had been this HUGE tree shading the back yard. The tree was actually in our neighbors backyard, but the way hit was positioned, it shaded most of our backyard. It was a gorgeous tree, made all the better by the fact that it was maintenance free (being our neighbors property and all).
Right before we closed, a tornado struck our new neighborhood. We raced over to see if our future house was still standing. It was, but the tree was gone 
And since it wasn’t on our property, we couldn’t request any adjustments to the sale of the home because of it.
I don’t really feel like we are missing out on anything beacause of the tree loss. I mean, I’ve never known what it was like to live here with the tree. But, I can fondly remember how gorgeous it was when we toured the home. 
Stupid tornado.
And lucky you the prolific oak tree with the acorn crop from hell was spared. And we got nothing in the way of bad weather. Which is fine with me.
Kelly (crickie): *laughs* Umm, I would be less likely to be worried about a shade tree (even a maintenance free one), and more worried about the fact that tornadoes had proven that they were well and capable of striking the neighborhood. Or do they follow the lightning principal?
Mom: THIS! This is what I used up all my luck on? The mutantly over-productive acorn tree from one of the lower planes of Hell?
Gee, I am just all chipper about that!