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buy generic Seroquel online I was at the cabin for the hurricane, which counts as one of the more impressive experiences of my life.  I was on high ground, and all the trees within striking distance of the house are healthy and rather distant threats, all in all.  That said, I was aware of their presence and experienced a fair amount of terror at what began as vast long groans of wind sweeping over the mountain, and climaxed in a continual roar of millions of moving branches for miles in every direction.  I have a large picture window, which rather ominously would bulge inward like a sail in the wind.  I did not have tape and so I left it as it was.  It made it through in the end.  In fact there was no property damage, the only change to the forest being a culling of weaker wood.  The greatest damage was done Monday evening, just as the first powerful winds swept through.  I stood outside in a particularly powerful gust and saw two massive maples come down within minutes of each other.  The trees did not come up from the roots; the wind simply found the weaker wood and snapped it.

http://reborn-babies-dolls.com/page/7/ The rainfall was minimal – I had two inches in my gauge over three days – and the river did not flood, the condition I was most worried about.  This was exactly as the meteorologists had predicted.

The area lost power, which of course does not affect me much.  One of my big treefalls was right across my driveway, so I had to cut my way out.  I had no particular place to go for a few days, and I had no desire to work in the rain, so I spend Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday alone at the cabin – I saw no one during that time.  On Thursday no fewer than three neighbors came looking for me, so I figured it was time to get out and about.  One of them was a carpenter, so I used his assistance and brainpower to figure out how to move a log weighing several thousand pounds.  We cut beech-logs – straight and smooth – and put them under the trunk of the big maple.  We then cut the maple, dropping it onto the logs.  Then with another tree cut for a lever, and a big push, the big trunk rolled along the rails downhill to the side of the driveway.  Of course I had read a thousand times about the Romans and Egyptians moving weights with rails and levers, but I couldn’t draw up the knowledge when I needed it.  Experience teaches when books merely inform.

I am going to try to give the log to the carpenter for his purposes – though getting a single log milled is always tricky.  It was the largest tree on my property.  The figuring of the wood is lovely, true curly maple.

There are other trees down and I have all the firewood I need for next year, as you might imagine.  In fact I think the price of firewood for next year in this area just went down considerably.

Elsewhere in town a number of trees are down, particularly on Red Hill, which like my cabin faces directly East into the wind of the hurricane.  The east slope was planted some decades ago with red pines (Pinus resinosa).  Many of those pines simply snapped in the wind.  In general the damage was to weak-wooded trees, pines, aspens (which are not numerous), and red (soft) maples.

Red Hill Red pines snapped in the wind.