The three dragons…
That’s what the weather human called them on the news — the three storms lashing the North American continent. The one attacking us here savaged my salad garden overnight. I did what I could to salvage the seedlings that had been flung out of the plant growing box-icators, but I defer to my assistant for the high-intensity gardening.
Let’s hope some good comes of this devastation…
Two days ago the sky was happy…
Now it’s evidently perturbed. As am I.
Un-bemused,
Tabs