We're always different

Last Friday we had nasty thunderstorms and many of my neighbors had trees to cut up and yards to pick up as weekend jobs. 
I was busy at work this morning...a gentle rain and not wind morning... when my neighbor  (who is also my sister-in-law) calls and asks, "Did a tree fall in your front yard?" 
Me: When?
Her: Was a tree down when you went to work
Me: Where?
Her: In your front yard
Me: No
Her: Well, there's one down now

She was only seeing the limbs and two large limbs were still twisted and hanging ... so she thought it was a tree.

But really, what does it mean when your trees make it in a storm and comes apart when it's calm.