Last weekend's windstorm was a bit more entertaining for many people than I let on, evidently. I've gotten lots of reports of fallen trees, downed power lines, long power outages, and more.

The best windstorm story I heard, though, wasn't from Seattle, it was from San Juan Island. And it wasn't Saturday. It was last Tuesday.

Yep, Tuesday. We didn't realize it, but they had quite a wind storm up on the islands that day. A Douglas fir that was about 500 years old and eight feet around at the base came crashing through some poor guy's house, destroying the desk where he'd been working less than an hour earlier. Another tree fell on an SJI patrol car.

On Saturday, the wind wasn't the problem as much as the storm surge. See here for pictures of the flooding. This is a neighborhood very close to my parents' house. I go walking and jogging through here frequently when I'm visiting.

Nature, red in tooth and claw. - Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Jethro Tull, "Fallen on Hard Times"