Aftermath of the high winds

When this branch (we are calling it "the stick") fell on our house, I was sitting right in front of that middle window. Our lovely sturdy house barely shook.

Tom and Jenny were with us when it happened, and we all tried to down play it as the kids were freaked out enough as it was.
Tree yoga.
These groovy little pumpkins stayed right on the porch all during the storm.

It seems that we were the beneficiaries of Mother Nature's latest extreme winds. In Barnstable, they were 89 miles per hour. And you could tell! We finally have phone/internet/cable again, and our power came on yesterday morning.

On a positive, I was able to get my word count on NaNoWriMo up to over 6600 yesterday without the distractions.