Pardon Me, But Isn't That A Tree ON YOUR HOUSE??

Why, yes - yes, it is:

We got a LOT of rain over the weekend.
During Sunday evening's storm, there were loud claps of thunder, lightning, pouring rain - the works!
I was fixing dinner, and we heard a loud boom.
 It almost just sounded like the loudest thunder - honestly, not unlike something we've heard before.
You know - the kind of thunder that seems to shake the house?
But I suspected it was something more this time.
We both ran outside in the rain, in different directions.
It was dark, but not completely at that point.
Yep, a tree fell onto the house.
Whoa.
This was the view from our bathroom window the next morning:

Believe it or not, we were unbelievably lucky.
It could have been a LOT worse!
 No windows broken, and the roof was not punctured nor damaged - only the gutters where the tree fell.

Less than twenty-four hours later, a group of three nice young men (who have done other work for us in the past) had carefully removed the tree, cut all of it up, and hauled it all away.
Like I said, we were VERY lucky.