In the morning .. .it is raining and the leaves are like Frosted Flakes that have been soaking while you poured coffee.
This was the tree in the front yard yesterday. . .and tomorrow I'll show you what the system passing through did to it.
Now, we are awaiting the wind to come through and blow the remains to the neighbors. . .
Hey Ravi. . .you best hope for a North Eastern. . .
Have a great day my friends.