July 24, 2013
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I heard a huge loud crash in the middle of the night and thought to myself…..hmm….I wonder if someone is breaking into our house? Maybe my brave husband will get up and check on it. But no…he didn’t, and I didn’t, and I convinced myself it was ice cubes falling on the floor out of my automatic ice dispenser (they do that sometimes you know!). Obviously, neither of us were to concerned, because both of us heard the loud noise, and neither of us got up. In the morning, I noticed that two of my wooden salt and pepper shakers had fallen off my buffet onto the wooden floor. So that’s all it was, I thought to myself. But…. Doyle went out to check on the goat and heifer before we went to the doctor and what did he see? He saw our huge Russian Olive tree out by the garden, on it’s side. The whole tree had fallen down, uprooted! Crazy! Sad! I know we shouldn’t like Russian Olive trees, they are huge water guzzlers, but there is history in that thar’ tree! It was our kids favorite “fort” growing up! They had so much fun in that tree! And lately, it is so nice to have it to shade our garden. Oh…it’s a sad day indeed! And now of course comes the other problem…..Doyle has to chop it up and fix the fence!Another “crash” so to speak was this afternoon when Beth and I were on our way to Farmington. We were driving down the Crouch Mesa hill and her jeep started skeetering and shuddering like we were on a washboard! Those who drove dirt roads growing up, know what THAT feels like, or still drive dirt roads, NOT GOOD! So we went to the side of the road and called Doyle. He was our knight in shining armor. He rescued us by slowly driving their jeep home. I’m sure Paul will not be too excited when he gets home tonight. BLEH!!! Vehicle problems!
Going out to take a picture of the dead Russian Olive tree, I passed by our pond. I couldn’t resist taking some pictures. Even when things go wrong….there’s always beauty to be found!
