ebb and flow...sort of

So much to my dismay, when I came home today I realized in the daylight that the massive storm we had last night had destroyed by beloved work in progress-my backyard. The three Formosa azaleas that I had containerized with the hopes of getting in the ground this spring are now one. A beautiful prostrate Yew that I had envisioned as a sort of pre-historic ground cover is gone. The area near the creek that my neighbor claimed had only ever flooded once in his 25 years has now flooded twice. On the bright side, the Anise and Cleyera that I planted last spring as a hedge weathered the rapids, though I had to re-mulch and add some additional compost to their bases. When life hands you lemons, it's up to you to make the lemonade. I put the remaining azalea in the ground, and added a clump river birch. I hope to add another birch to the other side for symmetry. I will also add two more Formosas when they become available in the spring. The good thing about being a Gemini is I can be really bummed one minute and up to my eyes in mud digging in the next.