The broken fence still needs to be repaired, and there’s a sad, bare spot where my beautiful Japanese Maple tree was, but things are slowly getting back to normal.
Sunday morning I got out with a shovel and tried to fill in some of the worst places on the road in front of our house. However, I’m old (haha) and not used to doing manual labor, and I had to give up. Sunday afternoon our neighbor went out with a shovel and a wheelbarrow and did fill up enough of the drop-off that we were able to get out the next day and go to the store for groceries. It was a bumpy ride, but we were grateful to be able to get out.
This morning (Tuesday), the father of our other neighbor drove up on a farm tractor and scraped the entire road from one end to the other, including the portion of our driveway that had been worn away during the flash flood. Now the road is smooth for its entire length. More work may need to be done, but that will come.
In the meantime, my flowers are blooming, and I am feeling better about things…
Roses ( a little battered from the storms)
“The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace. With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms.” (Nhat Hanh)