Mama Nature strikes again

7:00 PM

The wind has been vicious today because apparently our bi-polar version of Mother Nature has forgotten that the windy season was in March.  My seedlings have taken a beating, especially my tomatoes which I forgot needed to be staked.  They were also looking a little wilted despite all the water I gave them.  The idea of using garden soil over our native soil was to provide more nutrients as well good drainage.  It might be better than I thought.

I had to go to work for a while today at which I was told we had some big storms coming our way.  As I watched the ever-darkening sky between clients, I did my best to not panic.  Massage is supposed to be relaxing and soothing.  Stopping in the middle to shout, "Screw your back!  What about my garden?!" wouldn't go over well.  (Although, funnily, I have a few clients who actually would sympathize.)

When I finally managed to escape work, I adopted the Little Rock method of driving, which is to say no one else has the right of way ever and people on the sidewalk take their lives into their own hands.  I cursed at every red light, at every slow poke who decided at that moment to get in front of me, and at the approaching clouds.  I had to get home to save my tomatoes!


I managed to make it home about fifteen minutes before monsoon started.  I dug out some short plastic garden stakes that I knew would do well for the small plants, at least for the night.  I staked my tomatoes and my jalepeno just to be sure.

After changing clothes and settling down to do some writing, the rains started and I breathed easier that I had done all I could for the evening.

8:00 PM

Okay, that's a lot of rain.  A lot of rain.

Oh goody!  Hail!  And more wind!  Oh, and does mine eyes see a waterfall coming off the roof and pummeling one of my tomatoes and possibly washing away my chard seeds?  How lucky am I!

You know, I'm starting to get the definite impression Mama Nature is laughing at me.




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If a very small, localized tornado ripped right through my garden and took out the shed, I would feel absolutely no surprise at all.  A pox on you, Mama Nature!  A pox!