And that is why he is in charge of cutting down trees. I might have hit the house with this one:
And I'm glad I was in the back of the house when it fell because I would have screamed, "Run!" to my kids who were all in the room watching. M actually had to jump out of the way because the tree fell the opposite direction he intended. Instead of falling toward the pasture, it slid on the stump and twisted. M had been standing right where you see the end of the tree:
It all reminds me of when he decided to cut down the tree in the backyard at the old place. He missed the porch by an inch, but squished the fence.