the unthinkable

the horrible day

It’s hard to choose a picture to lead with when writing a blog post on ones garden being severely devastated by spring hail. ┬áThe shredded leaves broken blooms and fallen branches are everywhere you turn. I cried earnestly twice but mostly for most of all for the hostas, all of them ruined. Here is a short tour through the sad mess left behind. Continue reading “the unthinkable”