Journal #8382

I came home and found that my neighbor left a notecard on my door. The note said lightning hit the tree. Sure enough, the tree 6 feet from my door is all fucked up. I'm glad we weren't home at the time because we probably would have been outside watching the storm, sitting on metal chairs near a metal railing that runs closely by the tree. Though it doesn't appear that any lightning jumped to the railing, still I wouldn't take the chance.

It's dark out and I will try and get pictures tomorrow morning.

EDIT: IT'S MORNING!This is the tree.From the corner of the stairs. Not far now is it? Only a few inches from the roof.A wide shot, I live on the corner. Lyssa is there reading a book so that's how close we would've been.Pieces of the lightning enchanted wood that my neighbor has. I wonder what he's going to do with it? Lucky bastard.Looking through the flecks on the ground, I started finding tree amber. This small piece is actually quite shiny. Picture doesn't do justice. It's really orange around the edges.Blown out chunks of sap. There are parts that are marbleized from the heat, and other parts are burned. Smells really good for some reason.