Every street you go down is littered with debris. Most of the glass has been cleaned up and windows temporarily patched with plywood or masonite. Everywhere you go, people are sweeping, but, everyone is in a good mood. Storms do that. We are always so thankful that no one was hurt, that everyone gets in a good mood and you find yourself stopping to talk to everyone.
Many big trees were split in half. I guess they couldn't hold the weight of the ice. Splits seem to be common today. This tree was destroyed. The huge Willow across the street split too, but, I think it can be saved. I'm going to beg them to try. I know this sounds sort of stupid, but, some of these trees have been my friends since I was a child. They mean something to me. I know every tree around Guntown and many other trees around the rest of the town. I feel sort of like I lost some friends today. If the Willow can't be saved, I did take starts off of it last year after a storm. It has two babies growing in my backyard. You can click these pics, if you want. I put them on big.
Many gardens were completly wiped out, but, I don't think mine was. Sure, all the Tomatos and Pumpkins, etc. were snapped off, but, they'll come back. Hell, they came back after the freeze. It will be interesting to see what the fruit is like this year. If all this hardship will make them better...maybe? I went out with my pruners and clipped all the damage. The flower beds are all bent into the mud and burried, but, I'm going around and digging them out by hand. They'll be fine. It's all very interesting actually.
You can see how the ice hit better on this old Burr weed, which grows big leaves, close to the ground. It just sliced and diced. That thing was growing by the burn pile and I thought it was Rhubarb. Sometimes they fool me if I don't look close. Anyhow, that's the endless ice storm. Neighbors are helping neighbors today. Everyone is hauling yard debris and chain saws are buzzing. But, the aftermath is sort of nice.
There is something going on here. I am not sure what it is. But, when I was out taking photos, I saw this little old empty house and I got this strange feeling, like, it was MY house. It was weird because I'm not looking for a house. But, the feeling was so strong. I should have taken a photo, but, I just couldn't do it. Like, if I raised the camera, I would jinx it. But, I'm telling you, something is going on here. Light a candle and send me some good energy for a house. I would love to have a real house. Three by three so mote it be. Thank you.
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I'm gonna light a strong white candle for you when I get home this eve. What will seem, we shall deem.
Thank you. I have the strangest feeling about the house.
Also, I get it about the trees being your lifelong friends. I had a cacti that had been around since my birth and I actually felt loss and sorrow when it died last year. Trees are a comfort.
I'll light a candle for you tonight. And thanks for the good vibes and candle for me. Billy has been a dream today!!!
Yeah, Mary, I remember being a kid and walking under them. I have photos of just the trees from when I was a teen. I count all the trees. I know them.
Thank you, Erin, for the good thoughts. I'm telling you, something is brewing with me and that house. I can feel it strong.
Sending you all my best thoughts, Pat. All the good vibes and energy, and yes, blessings.
Christina
Good vibes, good thoughts, and the candle is a-burnin'.
I can see you in a kitchen, making pumpkin pies!
Erin, sorry you're having a bad time. I commented before I saw your previous writing. That would be 2 candles for you---one for you and one for Billy.
When the tree out in front of my house was hit by lightening and cracked in half a few years ago I was heartbroken. I remembered all my boys climbing the tree. Under it was my dogs favorite place to lay while I was gardening. No longer would wake up every morning to the sound of the mourning doves cooing. It was like the end of an era. I cried for a week.
The Park district just cut down 4 big beautiful Ash trees down the street from me. I remembered when they were saplings 35 years ago.
They weren't even infected with the Emerald Ash Borer but now they are cutting them down as a preventative measure. My neighbor looked at me like I had a screw loose over it because I felt so sad.
I totally understand the connection to trees. We had a lot of trees on our property and I had favorites that I would climb and spend hours in playing. One was a big Maple tree that got sick and had to be cut down. Very sad indeed.
Ice storms are scary. Snap, crackle pop! and run like hell. I agree about our trees being our friends. My friend who is also my alternative medicine provider(reflexology and healing touch), she has this willow in her yard, poor thing has been sick for years but it's finally showing signs of recovery. She has done a lot of work on that tree, with her husband and kids. That's where her fairies live.
All good vibes for the house!!!
I understand the tree stories. Thank you.
I understand the tree stories. I understand the feeling about the house, too. Lighting a candle for you, my seestah! So mote it be!
Thank you, something is really happening. I'll blog more about it.
Thanks Jane! I appreciate it!!!
Burned the candle for you last night DD!
When my kids were young, they each chose a tree as "theirs". When the trees came down and one by one, they all did, my kids were very sad about it. They all held memories of a easier, carefree time and the trees came down right around the times that the kids were growing up and realizing that life isn't so easy or carefree.
Thanks, Erin.
Angie, that's so sad. Did you all replant?
We did replant and soon after, we moved. Come to find out, the new owner tore them out. Color me totally pissed. Those trees were new enough that they could have come to the new house with me. Still bitter about that.
I feel the same way about since trees. There was one on the way to town that I always saw when I was little and I called it my dinosaur tree, because it looked like aT_Rex. Idk if u remember that, but a couple years ago I noticed it was gone. It made me so sad, because I looked for it every time I came home.
OK - it may be nothing, but it was something: right before hitting the hay last night, I lit the candle and said I hope you get this house and Nikki and your daughter and Lis and Gabe and all people you WANT to enter through the door, could, and this would be a place that brought you calm and peace and no bullshit. The flame got super big and heightened on the wick and glowed largely and then it sputtered twice and popped and went back to a normal height and glow. I hadn't blown on it or moved it or touched the holder. It was if it was acknowledging my words. Bullshit, maybe? I choose to believe it.
Angie, I've had that happen.People are idiots.
You can show me when you're in town, Casey. You'll be here soon..says, Lissa.
Mary, I did get it for real. I even knew where it was from. Thank you.
Just WOW!
I just realized I have to replant Moonflower. They were sheared off by ice. They won't come back.
Wow at the ice or wow at the crazy house plan?
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