Last weekend, a storm blew through town. It seemed to come out of nowhere and lasted less than half and hour. I wouldn’t have known the weather had taken a turn for the worse, except that I happened to look out the window and saw trees getting whipped about and lots of lightning. A couple hours later, a friend texted me to say that they drove by our new house and a couple of branches were down.
Branches indeed. They missed the porch by a few feet – yikes. But we were one of the lucky ones. Much of Grosse Pointe lost power for days (we didn’t lose power at our apartment or the new house). And we were lucky in that the tree that fell was on city property, so they took care of hauling it away. This was the second freaky storm we had this summer. The last one hit about a month before, and same thing. Very short, but very powerful with lots of trees down. They tell me this sort of storm isn’t exactly a normal occurrence in these parts. Hmmmm.
We think the tree will eventually have to be cut down. Until then, I’ll make sure to enjoy it every day that it’s here. Aaaaaaannnnd….we’re all moved in! Update soon.
If you haven’t already heard, California is in a drought. We’ve had unseasonably dry, warm weather this winter, and it’s confusing the plants. Cherry blossoms, which usually bloom in early spring, have arrived in full force. They are everywhere and they are beautiful. But I’m afraid they won’t last. The sun was nowhere to be seen today and it’s supposed to be more of the same this week.
Michigan is known for their cherries. Traverse City in Northern Michigan boasts over 2.6 million cherry trees. And someday I want to drive up there just to see the miles and miles of orchard trees in bloom. I have no doubt it’s a sight to ooh and ahh over.
But there’s something special about seeing them in the City. There’s a wonderful element of surprise…their bright pink flowers against vivid Victorian colors or dull concrete buildings… it’s pretty magical.
And it’s little things like this that I don’t realize I’m going to miss until I come face to face with them. It seems like every other day I find something new. It’s bittersweet. I love that there are so many great things about this city and I love that I’m grateful for all of them. Of course it will make leaving that much harder, but better to have loved, as they say.