There is nothing lovelier than a tree! Oh, how I love trees! Somehow they draw me like a magnet to them. I could blame the red squirrels for pushing my car into one of them, but that would not be right. The truth is more like slipping into an icy, snowy rut on our long private road, and . . . . .wham, bang . . .right into a tree. It happened so fast. First, I sat there wishing I could turn back time a minute or so. Then I got out, surveyed the damage, and walked back to get Bob. He pulled me out with the tractor. I don't know what the insurance adjuster thought privately as he viewed my mini-van, but the claim went through. I just have to pay the large deductible. Now to wait for the parts to come in. If you're curious, the pictures are below:

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