It has been a rough week and there were many in my state who didn't survive. The tornadoes hit to the north and the east of me, leaving me with memories of the roar of the winds, the clash of thunder and the constant sound of sirens. It was an angry, noisy week.
The winds lasted through the weekend, though there were no more storm warnings since Friday when the skies were turbulant and challenging, daring me to take just one more picture.
I didn't go out during the weekend, thinking for sure I might be blown away. Today I had to go to the post office. It isn't very far, only about a mile and I saw pear trees blooming and faint shades of mint green in the distance. Seems as if the storms brought spring to us.
When I got home I walked around my limb laden yard, leaves from everywhere, branches all over. I thought to myself that maybe it would be a good start for a raised bed for the vegetables I want to plant; if the wind would be still long enough for me to gather into one place all the leaves and limbs.
The crocus didn't survive the hail, but the daffs seemed not to mind. Daffodils always remind me of sunshine. The lilies, naked ladies, popped up overnight. I'd forgotten just where they were. I'll forget again as soon as the foliage dies back because they won't make another appearance until August. I'll be surprised then, too.
A really nice surprise is this tiny yellow face, peering up from a pot I planted last fall. Again I had forgotten about planting these little bulbs. But I remember they came to me late summer, straight from a friend in Ohio. Another bit of sunshine on this early March day.
Seems that everything is about 3 weeks early, including all the storms that passed over me last week.
This gardening season might just turn into a surprising adventure.
One thing I do know:
Never Lose Hope
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