I was sitting at my dining room table on Friday afternoon, enjoying the chimes. A pretty good wind had blown in, and there were some warnings about gusts up to 40 m.p.h. That made my chimes really bong about, and it sounded so good.
Suddenly I thought about the fact that that wind would probably blow my flower boxes off my deck railing. Especially those to the NorthEast and the SouthWest. So I was just about to go out there and take them down when I heard a Ka-plunk sounding sort of noise in a rather forceful sort of way. I looked out and three boxes were already down. So I betook myself out there to get the others down quickly before more of them succumbed to the elements.
I did pretty well at taking down the remaining six or seven side boxes until the last one, full of water from our day of rain, trailed a long. cold stream of water down my leg. Then I had to go to the bathroom. Urgently.
I thought about those three boxes that were still down, and thought that I would come right back out and try to put them back together after I attended to the matter at hand.
Well. The phone rang. The ladies came home. Youngest Daughter came home from school. And there was one thing and then another and finally, it was dark, and I still hadn’t gotten my flower boxes picked up. So I trotted out there and picked up the worst of them, and carefully tried to put it back together. I kept thinking, “It is almost time for a good frost, and all of these will be history. Why am I trying so hard?” But I couldn’t get past the thought that maybe it wouldn’t frost hard for a few more weeks, and these begonias are so pretty yet, so I got the first box back together.
Then I thought that maybe I should take a few pictures of my poor, on the deck and on the ground flowers. So I did, and here they are!
But I did get them all picked up and put back together for the time being. I will need at least one new box next year, but the box the suffered the worst damage is one of my oldest ones, so it doesn’t really owe me anything.
And now, watch that killer frost move in tonight. We’ve had hard frost, but my flowers haven’t been touched. The trees and the deck and house seemed to have protected them. I am glad to enjoy them for a few more days.