Yes, no trees

My neighbour decided that he had too many trees in his garden, so he called in a lumber guy, and the lumber guy brought along a mate. Two men. Two chainsaws. Two days work. They felled seventeen trees, big ones. Seventeen. Poplars and acacia. The saws whined and growled, the trees groaned and hit the ground with a depressing thud. One after the other. It is amazing how fast twenty five years of growth can be brought down, all because he was afraid that the next storm could land one of them on his house.
Not anymore. They are gone. The storm came from below, fuel driven.