As of yesterday morning, there was a mighty oak growing out of the hill right outside our front door. The tree listed toward the house and seemed to be getting closer every year and the trunk was now less than a foot away. Whenever there was a storm, I worried, especially after a giant oak crashed into the street a few years ago. Lying out on the asphalt, that tree was a monster. What were the chances this oak would fall and destroy our house and possibly humans inside the house? Modest, but not zero.
before, from the other side
Now the chances are zero.
My husband wanted to keep the tree. It was a beauty and fairly healthy and I can see his point of view, but I couldn't go through another winter lying in bed on rainy nights, waiting for the sonic boom.
Someone asked if I could mention in my summaries of cookbooks which recipes were good and which were great. I should and will.