In fact, here is the offending object:

The "tree neighbor" (as she now introduces herself when she calls on the phone) was quite upset, and all she has been able to say is how grateful she was that none of the children were on that side of the yard when the tree fell. She has admitted that it was her tree, and that is entirely her liability (and you know, you have to respect that utter honesty in this day and age). Ironically, Mr. Manners and I had discussed just having it removed by paying someone to saw the top of it off over the fence....I'd never met this lady in the entire time I've lived here until this weekend, although I know her neighbor. What can I say, I live in a weird neighborhood.

Now we're waiting for her insurance company to give us a call.

Fun.