The Damage

One of coincidentally-named Bradford Pears just got its branches handed to it by the windstorm. This was the same tree previously ravaged by the remains of Hurricane Ike when it blew through a couple of years ago, so this is not an entirely surprising turn of events. Even so, a little sad (and annoying, as the broken branches are currently lying across our driveway).

Fortunately at the point there is no other damage to report and it looks as if the worst of the wind storm has moved east of us now. We still have a tornado watch in effect, however, so I’ll be keeping alert until it’s over. If you’re east of me in Ohio and other midwest-y states, be aware it’s on its way and it’s nasty. Be safe.

By John Scalzi

I enjoy pie.

38 replies on “The Damage”

Sad to see it taken down just as it was about to reach full autum glory.
We have Bradfords around the parking lots where I work. They’re beautiful in the spring and the fall, but I don’t like to park near them when storms are in the forcast. The wind just takes them apart once they’ve grown to full size.

We used to have two good-sized Bradford pear trees in our front yard.

A few years of windstorms later, we have zero Bradford pear trees. They were ripped to shreds, and we had to take them out completely.

The weather radar over here in the Columbus area looks like we’re about to be eaten by that galactic-string thing from the movie “Star Trek: Generations”. I need to go see if Malcom McDowell is in my area on a scaffolding with techno-babbelish equipment…

Bradford pears are pretty in the fall, but I have a terrible allergic reaction to their blooms in spring.

Go for something prettier, like yellow poplars. Gorgeous autumn folliage and easy-peasy to care for.

Bradford pears are notorious for their fragility among horticulturists. Landscape designers love them because they’re quick to grow and quick to die. Not that they’ll tell you about the “quick to die” bit.

Plus…. gotta love those straight line winds. You might want to check the state of your shingles on the windward side of the house. Winds that strong will break anything weak and weaken anything strong that provides resistance.

Glad you’re all okay. Those are scary mothers. Never want to go through one again.

Living inArkansas and getting waaaaay too many opportunities to observe tornadic activity, it always seems like it is the leading edge of the front that spawns things. after that passes, I’ve taken to relaxing. I mean, you can only hear the tornado sirens go off so many times without developing a laissez faire attitude about this sort of thing, especially while the TV news in little Rock covers some other, obviously more important, county. ;)

We aren’t allowed to plant Bradford pears in Hoboken any more (you have to get permission to plant a tree in Hoboken, and they won’t grant it for Bradford pears). They were extremely popular a few decades back, with two results: One, beautiful white blossoms all over every April. Two, fallen branches all the damn time, damaging cars all over town.

Pretty and dangerous.

sorry about the tree but happy that there was no other damage and that you all escaped unharmed. lucy the rescue corgi was *not* amused by the sheets of water cascading from the sky. i was not amused by her constant need to look out the door to ensure that yard was still there. how did daisy do?

Our place didn’t get too bad. The Totally Awesome Dawg was pathetically whimpering the half hour before it hit. (He don’t like them nasty thundergoboomers, not at all.) Rain looked practically horizontal at times and our water barrel needs put back but, thankfully, nothing more.

Going to have to see if it did anything else later.

Pear wood is nice for smoking foods. I use logs from my fallen Bartlet pear tree in my charcoal grill for smoking salmon or country ribs. The end result is delicious.

It rained like hell for like 10 minutes, then it just gave up. I think all its wrath was expended upon that brazen pear tree. We’ve got a nice steady rain out of it, now, which I’ll take.

Oh no! Poor pear tree.

I hail from the upper regions of Alabama and we shared in this royal atmospheric beat down. There were several tornado touchdowns in the area, but it looks like no major damage.

A shame about the tree, but I’m glad you and your family are ok!

I live and teach in Huber Heights (means nothing to anyone else, but John will recognize it). Got to spend close to an hour this afternoon huddled with a bunch of third graders in the supply room. We read a chapter of Harry Potter by candlelight. My back was cranky by the time we were finally allowed to get up, but I think the kids thought the whole experience was the coolest thing all year.

Anyway, sorry about the tree. I’ve got a chunk of my silver maple dangling down in front of my living room window. Ugly tree to begin with, even uglier now. I might just let that piece hang there for a few days for Halloween “ambiance.”

First reports are usually wrong; it was one of those aspens. Spice wants to replace it with a silver maple, but I don’t think there’s room for that there. Couple of other trees in the neighborhood lost some limbs, some fences down, old standing dead trees in the common woods down. So far, all minor. Another day to go.

I duly passed on this information to my kids, who engaged in the ritualistic whining about how California is “boring” because we “don’t have any interesting weather” like the Midwest does and how “cool” thunderstorms are.


I lost a Bradford Pear tree yesterday, too! I live in Indianapolis, and the wind blew down a limb and split the top of the trunk. The storm hit Western Ohio a few hours after it hit us…

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