Last Thursday, we experienced a night filled with the loudest thunder, the brightest lightning, and the strongest winds I have ever witnessed. It was the kind of storm that made me wonder how the squirrels and birds cope with such things.
The next morning, after Mr. investigated our backyard, he discovered that a big branch had fallen from our neighbor's tree - but considering the strength of the storm, we felt lucky that was all we had to deal with. Until I looked out our front window and saw this:
It was a bit like waking up after a large, unexpected snow storm to inches and inches of snow - except this snow was green. And dangerously close to the house.
We went outside and discovered that a chunk of the tree near the street had fallen onto our blossoming tree in the front yard and wiped it out. I think the tree by the street was already damaged somehow - you can see how the top of the tree's wound is dark - and the winds were strong enough to take it down.
Thankfully, we live in an amazing town and before we knew it, a crew had come in and cleaned everything up, including the big branch in the backyard and our newly demolished blossoming tree. We didn't have to lift a finger or pay a dime - what a relief. And how lucky we are.
Now we have a bit of a clean slate in the front yard. We're deciding whether we'd like to plant another tree (apple, maybe?) or install a raised bed now that we have a bit more sun in that part of our yard. Either way, our kids will have a fun tree stump to play with in the future - and we'll always remember seeing those pink blossoms during our first spring in our new home.