"Klara" wrote in message
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In message , madgardener writes
You ok, Maddie, and family and house and garden and everything?


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Klara, Gatwick basin

Yes, Klara, we made it thru with hardly any damage this time. Lots of
feeding lightning, a craven distressed dog, but the flowers and perennials
are now bursting out of the ground. The trees are greening up more, the
redbuds are now filling out and there are hints of slight greenish white in
all the woods and yards and such because now the dogwoods are beginning
their unfurling. And around here that means literally thousands of dogwoods
thanks for the concerns sweetie. (this IS the start of the tornado
season, after all g I'm very Southern, and used to this. My dad raised me
to love storms and lightning and had it not been so BLOWING and so freaking
late on the third wave, I'd been out on the porch watching the chaos of
Mom's Nature and the light storm. ) you can take the woman outa the south,
but you can't take the South outa the woman. LOL and to explain, I was IN
a tornado when I was a child. left outside when everyone was hunkered down
in the root cellar, they thought I was safe and sound, and I was straggling
behind. no time to get the door open and go search, they had to unwrap me
from around a peach tree I had sat down and wrapped myself around in terror.
The tornado took my grand mammy's chicken coop, deposited it about a quarter
mile up the road in a neighbor's pasture and only broke three eggs, missed
the house, took part of the barn, driving a board thru grandpap's favorite
sourwood tree. that was when I was about 8 or 9, all I suffered was lots of
scratches like I'd been in a bramble patch, and the hidden fear that didn't
surface until the day my husband bought the movie "Twister" and after
hooking the t.v. up to our stereo (this was before stereo sound systems that
are common place) and after the first twister in the movie, he glanced over
at me and I was sitting there all white and gray and tears were streaming
down my face. I figured out right then that I needed to deal with
subconcious issues (I did) and made it thru the rest of the movie with only
a bit more crying and wetting myself...........but when you know what a fear
is and can face it, you can heal it. I'm LOTS better about this stuff now.
and I never cowered at any time during the worst storms. my dad must have
known in some way that to encourage my fears would have made them worse (my
mom always hid in the closet while we'd be out on the porch admiring and
watching the activities closely).

There's now not a twig or stem that doesn't have green poking thru now,
thanks to all that nitrogen released into the atmosphere the other day. g

I'll update the ramble soon....Squire is home and it's never normal when
he's about and underfoot. LOL
maddie