Here are a few June shots from around
the Loyd homeplace (in NC).
|Here's an update on our beloved Firepink,|
with even more blooms than last time I showed it.
|This is one of the healthiest clusters of Pipsissewa|
I've ever seen. At Camp Cherokee that was my
Indian name, and it was a plant I always had my
nature students learn to identify.
|This dainty thing is a new favorite of mine and Judy's.|
It is called Orange Milkwort. It grows exclusively in
a narrow patch on our trail to the stream. When
picked, the blossoms stay fresh for many days.
|Our prickly pear cacti have beautiful waxy flowers.|
They are now forming their edible fruit, but I haven't
dared to try to harvest any. Their minuscule prickles
are hateful and difficult to see, much less remove.
Now for the devastation. If you were in
Moore County on June 13, you likely witnessed
the power outages, fallen trees, and property
damage that result from a quick-hitting storm.
We were fortunate. Three large trees fell, but
none in the direction of the house. Firemen and
locals with chainsaws helped clear the totally-
blocked Murdocksville Road in a matter of minutes.
|This fireman is removing the chain with which he|
dragged the large oak out of the roadway.
|This deputy stops traffic until the top half of the|
tree can also be removed. I cut a few limbs and
raked debris off the road. Even I small oak branch
can puncture a tire. They are very unyielding.
|This is the exposed stump of the huge oak that you|
may have seen my grandchildren gazing at in previous
blogs. They also liked holding my hands and jumping
from atop this peak.
|A few days later faithful highway workers came|
along with their mulcher and chewed up and recycled
the piles of limbs that lined both sides of the road.
They were happy to allow me to cut up the main
trunks for firewood (process now complete).
|Like with the other trees, this one was just snapped|
off near ground level. You can see the substantial rot.
Here's some more of the storm's devastation
in our outdoor playground.
Oops! It looked like this before the storm!
Me and the grandkids are responsible. Sorry.
Anyway, here's the impressive pile of future
firewood that oak and a medium-sized hickory
supplied me with. I'll remember those trees
fondly a couple of winters from now as they
warm us or heat up our soup.
What unexpected event will happen next?
If I knew, it wouldn't be unexpected!