Today there are overflowing puddles and bird baths and even the grass has lost its crispy texture, but the garden is changed. In our absence yesterday a heavy wind and rain storm passed through. Neighbors said it was fierce and significant, but everyone was surprised to see the trees down.
Returning to the neighborhood, first I saw a next-door neighbor’s small oak tree had almost broken in half, the top had just folded over toward the ground. Just beyond at our house, an almost-blooming Crape Myrtle had snapped at the base and was lying in the street. Its twin stood sturdy and strong, but missing its partner at the front walk.
Not having seen the storm ourselves it was difficult to imagine what in the world had happened. The house seemed fine and was.
Of course I was curious how the garden had fared.
Ahh, a pine tree! We do not own any, having learned our lesson many years ago about living under pine trees. They fall. They lose their tops. I did not need the reminder, but here it was and sure enough pine trees do still lose their tops! And even if a pine tree belongs to the back yard neighbors, a pine tree’s broken top can suddenly become one’s own problem.
Amazingly the pine fell inside our fence, rather than crashing down onto it, so the fence is not damaged. The meditation circle was filled with pine cones and a few small branches, but is otherwise unscathed. Early morning cleanup revealed a broken ‘Chuck Hayes’ Gardenia, a crushed Buddleja, a flattened Gaura and a few missing perennials, but mostly the garden was spared. It still looks a bit bruised though and will take some time to recover it dignity.
It is too soon to see this as an opportunity to redesign, but eventually it will work that way.