A few nights ago, a storm blew in. While we were comforting Big 'Ol Nasty Dog (see previous post), Mother Nature was having a heyday.
Whether it was from lightening or just a weak spot, we lost half of the biggest oak tree.
We were awed... and sad.
It didn't fall on the fountain. And the wood might be good for something other than burning in the fire pit.
But when I look at this picture, I think, "Man, what a mess with all those weeds." And then I look at the tree and I wonder if I'm ever going to make progress with this property.
Here's the bright spot. My kids were out in the garden today, working. Isn't this the way life should be: growing your food, enjoying the great outdoors, being at peace with one another?
On a side note, this was New Man's first day of college. And he's out here, weeding the beds with his siblings.
I loved this moment. Seeing them outside, preparing for a future harvest.
Look what we found! We do have deer in the garden!
And when I look at this picture, I think, "Man, I wish I could have seen them." And then I think to myself, it's a good thing we don't depend on this garden for survival. Otherwise I may not love seeing this as much.
I do love Mother Nature with all her ups and downs
on Whippoorwill Road.