The past few days have been hot and humid causing all those people who bitch endlessly about winter and how they hate the cold, to endlessly bitch about the heat. On Friday night, good old Mother Nature gave us a bitch of a storm. The wind was so strong it broke the umbrella completely off our deck table. It didn't break the glass table top, thank God, just the lazy Susan, (not me), shattered. We were lucky the umbrella didn't land in the pool.
Michael Drive is closed off to all traffic until Matt and Sid figure out what the hell to do with this tree.