Saturday morning started out like a typical spring morning. After 3 solid days working in the gardens and yard, everything looked picture perfect. We stood out in the yard admiring our hard work. The grass was cut and the clippings were added to flower beds as a layer of mulch. The garden was turned. I planted our corn, cucumbers, squash, okra, beans, sunflowers and onions. Now all we needed was a little rain and a lotta sunshine.
But Mother Nature had other plans. It started raining later on that morning. And it rained. And rained. And rained. All day and most of the night. And then again on Sunday. I stood helplessly, watching my garden flood, wondering how much of my good garden soil was washing away.
This isn't the first time that we've had spring floods and watched the gardens flood, but this time was different.
We watched live news coverage. Middle Tn. was in the direct path of these pounding storms and tornadoes. Streets flooded. Interstates flooded. Rivers flooded. There are so many people without electricity right now. So many without homes.
Sure, I'm heartbroken that my garden was washed away, but we are some of the fortunate ones. If you know me at all, you 'know' how sad this is for me to see.
The sun is shining this morning. Birds are singing. It looks like a typical spring morning, but it's not. Out there, the rivers are flooded, homes are flooded or gone and some lives have been lost. It's going to be a long time before things are back to normal 'round here.
Stop and admire the beauty around you because tomorrow it may be gone.