Yesterday, a tree fell on the house.
Which would not be surprising if we were in the centre of the cyclone zone up in Queensland, in the flooded devastation of Victoria, in one of the many other earthquake zones, well, anywhere you name at the moment.
But no. Just good old Sydney.
However, we do have a special type of tree of the genus Eucalyptus – called optimistically the Widow Maker.
It has a habit of dropping large (often half the diameter of the trunk) boughs without warning reducing the life expectancy of anyone who lives under one by about half, and making the kitten’s hair stand on end in a permanent perm.
This form of self-pruning may be a means of saving water or simply a result of their brittle wood. This is also an efficient way of attracting wildlife that live in the holes formed which gives the gum trees a source of natural fertiliser.
However it’s put a massive dent in car port, and if the car had been under it, that would have been the second Ford to have been written off in two months.
However it’s no use leading a gift horse to water without making it drink, so I woke up and smelt the music: this one tree will keep the log fire going all winter.
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