As the tree in front of our house came down, bit by thundering bit, I kept thinking there must be some sort of splendid metaphor that I could find in it. I don't know. The way 2020 has been dismantling our life? Maybe. We're left with a view that is even more different than I could have imagined, so perhaps that is it.

When the huge piece of trunk hit the ground the whole house shuddered.

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Onward.

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