Saturday, July 12, 2014
hope and destruction
We had an incredibly powerful ice/wind/thunderstorm roll through earlier this week. It left the fruit trees stripped of their leaves, the garden completely decimated. Two nests of duck eggs in the tall grass were abandoned just a week before hatching out. It looks like a tornado came through. It's taken me a few days to even be able to walk into the garden. It's just so sad looking!
Ten minutes of severe weather has undone a seasons' worth (and in some cases, years' worth) of work.
It's hard not to look at all this and just feel defeated and devastated, if I'm honest about it. It's humbling, to say the least.
I have two does to milk, garlic braids from last week's harvest (over 100 big, beautiful bulbs this year!), and a fierce and brave mama duck still sitting on her nest. And a will that I've determined to be stronger than even the forces of nature. I'm planting seeds again this weekend, and there's hope in that - for a fall garden now. I'm also hoping that the local farms at the market weren't hit as hard, and I can pick up some beautiful summer bounty from them this season.
Before the storm, we did enjoy a few meals of fresh mixed salad greens. So, so good!
And I made this rhubarb meringue pie, which looks good enough, but was just so-so. My meringues need practice, I think.
And then, after the storm, there's always consolation in the form of cake. Lots and lots of cake.