Friday, 1 April 2016
Last night’s storms were…not too bad. For storms. You know how jumpy we are. I slept through the post-midnight line, but the early morning wave woke me…and I listened and drowsed after that….
As a result of all the rain, the fresh-petals of the azaleas got loaded, and they’re drooping to the ground on their flexible branchlets.
This shrub has sturdier, woodier limblets, and tinier blossoms, and it seems unscathed.