There's a house attached to that darkroom? Strange.
My wife's house (where I now live ... she decided my neighbours where I lived before we married were lower class than hers, so guess who moved ... but that's another story) had a huge oak behind the garage. Called "Thee Irondequoit Oak", it was over 300 years old, and the oldest in town.
One day during a storm it just fell over, doing no damage on our property as it fell "sideways" onto adjoining property. It took out two garages and damaged two others. George, the octagenerian two doors down, had just pulled out of his garage and was so frightened he had a heart attack. He's fine. After his garage was replaced under insurance, the insurance company denied him further coverage; the garage cost more than he originally paid for the house in the 50s. He had paid his premiums with the same company for over 25 years, and had never made any another claim.
Every year we give George some of our tomato bounty. Seems like something we should do. 😉
