I am in a bit of shock, although I’m not sure whether it is good shock or bad shock. On Sunday, while we were out, a hail storm hit. I spent the entire time worrying and praying, because I had left my seedlings outside, thinking that it was only going to be a steady rain (as reported by weather.com). Hubby and I were sitting in Barnes and Noble when the storm came rolling through, and he was kind enough to offer to drive back home in the midst of torrential down pours. As much as it pained me, I said no. The damage was probably already done. There was no reason to risk driving in such weather, when it would take 15 minutes to get home, and by that time the worst of the storm would have past.
Now, I’m not a mother but it felt like I was letting my poor little babies down; leaving them out there to suffer without my protection was hard. That some how they couldn’t survive without me.
Fortunately, the only thing that was damaged was some of the basil (of which I grew a ton extra), a couple tomato plants, and a few flowers. All’s well that ends well, as they say. But I’m still having a hard time grasping how so many little baby seedlings survived such a strong storm. I think that I have a tendency to forget how strong nature can be.
Drama, Drama, Drama:
Whew, so glad there wasn’t more damage! I grew up in a “tornado alley,” and was always sobered by how much damage can happened unexpectedly sometimes. I’m glad you had your little green things survive 🙂
Thanks Robbyn! I have spent time living in the Midwest, and there truly is nothing like a big Midwestern thunderstorm.
Wow…Isn’t God wonderful? He totally takes care of even the smallest living things, does He not?