Always interesting what we find in our backyard after a big storm. Normally, lots of small branches and limbs, with the occasional large limb down. All part of the joys of living on a wooded lot. Today, I was out back blowing all the leaves that came down back into the woods. I reached the far corner of the lawn and found a roughly 12 foot long limb lying on the ground. Not surprising given the ferocity of the storms that blew threw Sunday morning. What was surprising, though, was what was on the ground next to the limb. A big, fat, and very dead raccoon. Apparently homeboy was attempting to ride the storm out on the branch when either the wind or lightning tore it loose. He did not seem to tolerate the fall very well. Poor guy. I wish it had been our opossum instead.