Then I was going to check my email this morning and no internet. Looked at the modem and it was dead--made note to call Comcast. (When Bob picked up the modem later, we could hear parts of it rattling around inside. It really got fried). When I walked outside, I was puzzled to see a fresh split piece of wood lying on the ground.
There were several of these scattered around. I looked where they were denser, and then spotted the tree that got hit.
It's a little uncomfortably close to the house.
Here's the hole where the lightening exited--with the smoke mark on the tree and the little hollow of charcoal.
So we spent today going to town for a new modem and the requisite hour or two on the phone to get it to work. Now I can go back to writing about Italy.