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Friday, October 25, 2019
Split
During hurricane Dorian a few weeks ago, one of our 3 giant poplars split. It did not fall, but it was cracked and ready to come down at any moment. We had the tree removed and this is what is left. It takes a lot to take down a tree when the roots are strong, but, as you can see, this one was cracked pretty deep.
It was only weeks later that I thought of the significance of this. We had 3 giant poplar trees in a row and I worry about them every time there is a storm as they are so tall and so fragile. We lost one. Not unlike my children who I also worry about all of the time. We lost one.
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