about two hours ago, a rock fell into my garden.
After the initial shock and surprise subsided (where in blazes did that come from?!), I grabbed my camera and went to have a look.
There was another rock of about the same size that didn't make it through the same bushes as the first one.
And a feeling of horror crept through me when I saw the main slab. It was freaking huge. If that had hit my house.. Well, I'd have to live somewhere else for a while. But thanks to terrain, it stopped short of reaching my place, and I wasn't in its direct path anyway. But close enough.
Path of destruction left in its wake:
And that tree was outside of the main slab's slide. Must've been a smaller rock hitting it with great force.
I think this is where it originated: