Remember last week, when people were sketching lovely peaceful snow-covered scenes out their windows. I was somewhat envious, because the scene out my window was more like this:
That's just the main trunk, reaching halfway across the street. Before PGE chopped it up, it reached all the way across the street, with the crown coming to rest between two houses.
That was the worst damage in the neighborhood. But limbs fell all over. This morning was the first day that a tree service felt was warm enough that they could bring in a chipper to deal with some of the brush.