9 thoughts on “Resurrecting the Blog: Heartbreak and Pruning During Helene”
Cinthia, I am glad you are beginning to get your health back. I didn’t know about the broken appiances but I do see some resilience there. I lost trees and power,etc. and I am full of guilt and concern for the people who lost everything. I enjoyed reading your thoughts and I vote the street address.
Thank you, Sue. I believe 245 Franklin Street is going to win. I am so glad you’re doing okay. I know you guys went forever without power and water (and some still are). It was a doozy. Thanks for the vote on resilience. 🙂
Cinthia,
I loved reading your post!
And I’m so sorry for all that has and is happening to you and your garden!
You are such a great writer; I remember telling you that long ago.
It’s hard putting yourself on a page for all the world to see.
I believe that writing about the hurricane is part of the healing process. Don’t stop.
I love 245 Franklin Street as a blog title!
💕 ~ toby
Toby, hi!! I was just thinking about you last week. How did your garden fare in the storm? How’s your shed? How are your roses? I am dying to hear how your lovely garden (and you guys) are. I think of you often. Cinthia
Cinthia,
We are ok. Only one huge pine tree fell and took part of the fence with it. Jim bought a chain saw and is still cutting and moving branches into the piles of leaves and branches.
I moved plants around in the garden before the hurricane; aways trying out new places.
The garden took a beating…wind blown and sprawled out.
It’s ok. I’m looking forward to next spring to begin anew. Drift roses are ok. Sorry to say I no longer have David Austin roses. I decided they were too much work to keep them in bloom.
I would love to hear your “picket fence garden” post. 😊
~ toby
Cinthia,
It’s wonderful to get your blog! I think your new blog title works.
We mountain women are resilient. And resourceful. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t take its toll, but we are pretty tough old birds.
I watched Helene tear through WNC from out here on Ocracoke Island. It struck terror because I lived through Dorian five years ago. It changed our little island and everyone who was here. We are still seeing the final recovery even now.
So watching Helene was exponential. As awful as Dorian was, there’s no comparison. But for all that is lost, there will be either restoration or room for something new.
Take care of yourself. Rest a lot, then rest some more.
Ahhh this languages perfectly the current moment here. I just love your writing, it feels like the hug I didn’t know I needed. I vote for 245 Franklin St.
Cinthia, I am glad you are beginning to get your health back. I didn’t know about the broken appiances but I do see some resilience there. I lost trees and power,etc. and I am full of guilt and concern for the people who lost everything. I enjoyed reading your thoughts and I vote the street address.
Thank you, Sue. I believe 245 Franklin Street is going to win. I am so glad you’re doing okay. I know you guys went forever without power and water (and some still are). It was a doozy. Thanks for the vote on resilience. 🙂
You are THE most resilient person I know. I am so looking forward to reading your blog!
Awe, thanks friend, but it’s a photo finish with you. Cinthia
Cinthia,
I loved reading your post!
And I’m so sorry for all that has and is happening to you and your garden!
You are such a great writer; I remember telling you that long ago.
It’s hard putting yourself on a page for all the world to see.
I believe that writing about the hurricane is part of the healing process. Don’t stop.
I love 245 Franklin Street as a blog title!
💕 ~ toby
Toby, hi!! I was just thinking about you last week. How did your garden fare in the storm? How’s your shed? How are your roses? I am dying to hear how your lovely garden (and you guys) are. I think of you often. Cinthia
Cinthia,
We are ok. Only one huge pine tree fell and took part of the fence with it. Jim bought a chain saw and is still cutting and moving branches into the piles of leaves and branches.
I moved plants around in the garden before the hurricane; aways trying out new places.
The garden took a beating…wind blown and sprawled out.
It’s ok. I’m looking forward to next spring to begin anew. Drift roses are ok. Sorry to say I no longer have David Austin roses. I decided they were too much work to keep them in bloom.
I would love to hear your “picket fence garden” post. 😊
~ toby
Cinthia,
It’s wonderful to get your blog! I think your new blog title works.
We mountain women are resilient. And resourceful. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t take its toll, but we are pretty tough old birds.
I watched Helene tear through WNC from out here on Ocracoke Island. It struck terror because I lived through Dorian five years ago. It changed our little island and everyone who was here. We are still seeing the final recovery even now.
So watching Helene was exponential. As awful as Dorian was, there’s no comparison. But for all that is lost, there will be either restoration or room for something new.
Take care of yourself. Rest a lot, then rest some more.
Ahhh this languages perfectly the current moment here. I just love your writing, it feels like the hug I didn’t know I needed. I vote for 245 Franklin St.