Trees
Today the tree people came and cut down the poplars. One of them was taller than the house. A black squirrel had been chased up the tree by a cat, and when strangers came with chainsaws, it decided to climb higher. After realizing there was no where else to go, it launched itself towards the maple, sailed right through the branches, landed in the middle of the lawn, and promptly ran away. I think it was unhurt, as two black squirrels came back in the afternoon (and there aren't that many of them around here). The corner of the yard seems empty, but hopefully our maple tree will survive and thrive now. (Of course, a thick layer of mulch covering the root system should help too.)