A windstorm hits the garden
Gardening feels a lot like Christmas.
You no sooner finish with it than it is time to do it all over again.
I spent an unseasonably warm day in the garden last week, picking up months of debris, raking up last fall's leaves and cutting back last season's dead stock. I felt like I had a head start on my spring chores.
And then a windstorm hit.
Photo credit: Michael Weishan/Old House, Old Garden
According to my colleague Frank Roylance, who blogs at Maryland Weather, winds gusted up to 40 miles an hour on Monday, and about three-quarters of an inch ofo rain fell in my area of Anne Arundel County.
Leaves returned to my yard from parts unknown. And my neighor's two Linden trees shed their small branches like dogs shedding fur: All over the place.
It was a particularly frustrating example of the circular nature of gardening. You do it, and then you have to do it again. Like laundry or the dishes in the sink, nothing in the garden stays done.
The good news is, nothing really big and heavy fell on my fence, my car or my house.
