One lone flower blooming amidst the carnage. It seems even nature knew how upset I was over this whole fallen tree and the mess it left, that my Gardenia bush decided to put out a bloom to cheer me up.
Here we are at a stopping point until it stops raining and the wood dries out some. Everything has been stripped of small sticks and leaves and piled in one stack for cutting. The larger chunks are drying (if it stops raining for a few days) and will need to be split and stacked. Then there is the remainder of the trunk, just hovering over my aloe. When it gets cut, I’m sure I’ll lose a few aloe leaves. Oh well, the aloe grows like weeds here, so I’m sure it will be ok.
With all the rain, my bromeliads are doing great in their new growing place. I don’t know what is in the needles of the leaves but I sure got pricked by the leaves. My arms and legs looked as if I had poison Ivy or some kind of rash, and it took about two weeks to clear up!