Carnage.

On Christmas Eve-Eve, as I was drifting off to sleep, a large branch, overloaded with snow and ice, broke off one of our Doug Firs, and crashed down the back side of the house, setting Dads dog to barking! I barely noticed, and went right back to sleep.

Surveying the wreckage today, it's not so bad. With the exception of one fence board broken off the gate, and branches all over the yard, we came through it unscathed.