A week ago another storm came to visit us. We were treated to wind and rain and ringing wind chimes and a little rearrangement of the trees in our backyard.
In the midst of the pounding rain I heard something like a clatter of branches in the backyard. I thought something might have hit the house, so when the storm had settled itself I went out to see what had happened. There were plenty of bits of twigs and leaves, a moderately sized branch under the red maple, but nothing more than the normal fallout from a bit of wind. Then I saw this tangle of maple and spruce limbs.
I chose not to examine it closely right then, but in the morning I discovered that the top of the lightning-struck Norway spruce in the middle of the backyard had broken off in the wind.
Apparently as the piece of spruce fell it sheared nearly all the branches off a nearby pine and removed two large branches from what remained of the silver maple after the dead wood cleanup this spring.
Cleanup will continue for a while, as we await fresh storms.