Tropical Storm Irma (previously Hurricane Irma) blew through here in the mountains of North Georgia as our first ever tropical storm, leaving considerable damage in its wake. Many people have no electricity, no water, no landline telephone service, spotty cell phone service, power lines down across roads, trees down, and homes damaged. Many businesses are closed, and the schools have been out all week so far. There is no indication as to when power will be restored, although it could be two weeks for some people here. And where Irma hit as a hurricane, the damage is immense.
We made it through without losing power, water, landline phone service, or satellite television, which is incredible because we often lose those services at random times anyway for no apparent reason. We live in the woods in the middle of nowhere, and I really don’t understand why everything stayed on, but I am grateful. There were only a few small tree limbs down on our property, and I was able to clean those up yesterday morning.
The weather turned very chilly here prior to the storm’s arrival, and I think that may have lessened its strength, as it had largely fizzled out by the time it reached the northwest corner of our state.
A few days before the storm I noticed that the blooms on our Tardiva Hydrangea, which always are white, were beginning to have a pink tinge to them. Yes, they are turning pink for the first time ever, adding a little beauty and color to the drab aftermath of the storm.
“Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out values all the utilities of the world.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson)