Big Ugly

I can't remember a year when the autumn display has been more vibrant.  The scenes out of the windows of The Wright Place alone are spectacular.  The view over the backyard fence is one of my favorites...

The view down our street is quite charming as well...

The foggy hills in the distance are picturesque out our side windows...

The same view after the fog lifts makes me want to sing John Denver tunes...

And...out the kitchen windows, the view that we gaze upon more than any other...

Big Ugly, as we affectionately refer to the eyesore that greets our pre-coffeed eyes each morning.  Big Ugly, as dead as dead can be, is safely, if unfortunately, not located on our property.  It's main claim to fame, besides polluting our, otherwise glorious view, is providing a lovely perch for the gang of shiny black crows that await their feast of our garbage each Tuesday morning.

Each time we have a storm which knocks out our power, the outage is always blamed on downed trees in our area.  Not Big Ugly.  Big Ugly stands firm through the wind and the rain and the snow and the ice.

  It may lose a limb or two...

...yet Big Ugly stands firm.

"I think that I shall never see

 A tree as dead as Big Ugly.

This tree which should soon someday be

Cut to the ground most hastily!