A Field Flower

There’s no celebrating the spectacular weather today when such devastation rocked certain areas of our state, causing fatalities and destruction unseen of in this neck of the woods for decades. Catching the tornado warnings online yesterday, I didn’t pay much attention as often times the meteorologists overcompensate and make more of these storms. I tend to go by the behavior of the dogs and the other wildlife around us although I can be fanatical about watching the radar. Yesterday wasn’t one of those days. But the dogs weren’t reacting so neither was I. We feel protected in our location due to Wachusett Mountain blocking a lot of weather patterns but nothing stops devastating tracks like yesterday. Mother Nature truly has a mind of her own and this is one of those times when logic doesn’t add up in Massachusetts. A loyal reader lives in an area hit hard by yesterday’s tornado and I’ve yet to hear that he and his family are okay and did not suffer extensive damage. So it’s just a simple picture of a Shasta Daisy from this morning’s garden with a short poem from James Montgomery, ‘A Field Flower.’


There is a flower, a little flower
With silver crest and golden eye,
That welcomes every changing hour,
And weathers every sky.

Image of Shasta Daisy after the storm by Ann Bilowz

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