Thar She BlowsAnd my god, it sure does blow. Big time.
Damn wind. Damn 65 mph gusts from hell.
Blew down three gorgeous evergreens that once stood on the property line between my backyard and the neighbors’.
This is bad, for a few reasons:
1) They were beautiful trees. I shall miss gazing upon them while having my morning coffee.
2) Many creatures have lost a comfortable place to crash, mate, give birth, nosh. Poor things.
3) Now I won’t be able to enjoy my privacy. Those trees made a wonderful shield that prevented prying eyes from witnessing my summertime debauchery. The Old People in the Back are surely thanking the fearsome, shapeshifting goddess of snoopery, Gladys Kravitz, for bestowing this great gift unto them.