The wind-felled trees are cut and stacked. And now I have a sizeable woodpile, with plenty of nooks and crannies. Now, I would never squat in a woodpile (too risky), but plenty of others would, including rats and snakes... Both of which are native to New Hampshire.
Last Friday night, in the wee hours of the morning, I awoke from a BOOM outside my bedroom window. The wind had been howling all night, and it finally toppled a dead pine tree. Luckily for me, the tree crashed onto a pergola instead of onto my deck and grill.