Coming from the Rocky Mountain West, when we moved to New England, I was in awe of those huge old trees and loved them all. I saw them torn up through the sidewalk, lain over like harpooned whales during a couple of hurricanes. It always makes me sad to hear of their demise. I am glad your mom is okay and damage was not too extensive, though AND that she found her stamps!

I put up more pix at that earlier link; ones a bit more interesting as they include our daft dog who puts his nose in the snow, rear end hiked up high, tail waving, and plows through only coming up for air. He loves it!