At least something is lapping up this wet weather! In perfect timing with the aftermath of the flood, the poplar trees been flinging out millions of seeds (already gift-wrapped in tufts of cotton) like furry parachutes stuffed full of candy and toys. I don’t know if I simply have never noticed before, but the seed clusters seem larger and more profuse than in previous years. I believe the ones my hubby photographed are from balsam poplars, found growing along the riverbanks near the now inaccessible Edworthy Park. We took a trip over there yesterday to survey how much the river levels have dropped since Friday.
Are you a fan of poplar trees? I suspect many people have rather strong feelings about them…. 🙂
And…just a wee garden update…
My community garden plot isn’t underwater – we are not located in any of the floodzones. I did expect some bedraggled, sodden plants (you should see my flowerbeds – eesh!), and that’s what I found this morning when I finally got a chance to head over there. I walked around and grey-white mould is speckling the surface of the soil in every plot owner’s bed, but hopefully a little bit of sunshine will help dispel it. I removed the floating row covers from mine to allow for more air circulation, and now I’m just crossing my fingers for the best. But there’s just no point worrying about the garden when you think about what everyone around us has lost.
Flowery Prose. 