April 29, 2020
Just my luck. I have spent the last few days getting my peppers and tomatoes in containers, my melons in the ground, and my potatoes and onions have sprouted. I admit I was feeling good about all the potential food I am going to have in about 90 days. I did not water my plants yesterday because we were expecting rain. I thought I would just let nature take its course. Well, it certainly did. The storms that rolled through last night brought tornadoes to nearby towns. We were not hit but when the front came it brought 75 mile an hour shear winds and a brief hail shower. It was too dark to see much outside, so I just hoped for the best.
When I got up this morning, I went out to inspect the damage. While several items had been blown around the yard all my containers were intact. It is probably a good thing I put a brick in the bottom of each of them. I would not have thought of it but when I was cleaning the pots to transfer my vegetables, I noticed Melissa’s mom had done this before. Since she was a master gardener, I decided to follow suit and it seems to work.
Now that my plants survival was assured, I thought about the other creatures who inhabit our yard. We have a bird feeder on the porch, so I put it on a hangar at the back fence and filled it with the seed mix I had purchased earlier. The mix contained black sunflower seeds that I know are a favorite of the cardinals who frequent our yard. It has smaller grains so the other birds can feed as well. I got a comment on my post about the strawberries asking if these were not mock strawberries. I got an identification app online and clicked on the plants. They were mock strawberries, not real ones. When I told Melissa she responded, “Maybe the bunnies and turtles will enjoy them.” When the ground dries out, I think will just mow.
THOUGHTS: One of my great joys has been watching the power and energy displayed as the thunderstorms roll across the Kansas sky. The storm took on a different meaning last night as I feared for the survival of my new garden. I can only imagine the terror the early settlers must have felt when the storms and tornadoes ripped across the prairies. Their sod houses offered little shelter. Luckily for some, the root cellars dug into the ground to preserve the stored vegetables allowed both to survive. After the crisis was over, they emerged to a new day. I hope the same will be true as we survive our present crisis. If it is possible, Stay home. Stay safe.