And though whatever hit the window was rather loud I assumed had anyone thrown anything dangerous it would have come through so it must have just been the cats. They like tojump from the old stump out the window to the roof. Even cats miss sometimes, right?
I immediately fell back asleep and thought nothing of the disturbance.
When I awoke I rolled over in bed and grabbed my phone to check the time. 8:00 am. I grinned and rolled back over. Another check at 9:00 and then felt I would regret sleeping any later than 9:44 am so I got up. It was a little chilly in the house (practically impossible since we don't have AC) so I slipped my robe on and headed to open all the doors and let in the fresh morning air.
When I opened the front door, however, I saw something to take my breath away.
You may recall a few months ago when a decidedly vicious windstorm blew over half of the tree in the front yard. Eddie and I joked about whether or not to remove the other half which would most likely land directly on my bedroom and thereby end the awkward situation of us living together. We decided the tree was old enough that the root system probably had it balanced out quite nicely.
Apparently the inside of what was left of that pine tree, however, is actually very rotten. And over went the tree.
And only by the grace of the universe and those lovely guides who have some invested interest in me did the tree fall so perfectly as to land NOT directly onto my bedroom roof, thereby running the longest branches through the windows directly over my head. Instead it courteously fell in the very narrow path of three feet between my bedroom and the neighbors lawn.
And, of course, that slamming sound was actually the branches hitting my window.. You see, I don't normally have such a piney view of things..
And then you can kind of see the windows on the side of my bedroom through the length of the tree...
Being a little emotional about whether I am alive or not, I must admit after snapping these pictures I walked inside, sat down with a cuppa and let loose many thankful tears. The less concerned party in the house sat and stared at me and simply stated, "It wouldn't have killed you, you know. Although that would have made things easier."
Well, it probably wouldn't have killed me, but I can think of many things it could have done, some involving my health and some what little is left of my sanity.
So today I am a bit more sure the universe has some plans left for me yet, and I am very thankful to all those wonderful things keeping an eye on me.