We had a surprise hail storm in the middle of the night. There was no time to go out and protect anything.
(When it came down, some of the hail was quarter sized. The storm was about 2am...this is 7 hours later.)
It wasn't pretty.
I had taken some garden photos a few days ago. The squash looked like this:
Now it looks like this:
This was a boysenberry bush. Sigh...
The corn is in ribbons too.
Some things may bounce back pretty well - the potatoes look awful up top, but the potatoes themselves are underground, so I think they'll do OK.
The rutabaga, turnips, beets, carrots - all have damage above ground, but the 'food part' is down in the earth.
The various winter squashes all suffered damage. Pumpkins too. If it's not too severe, they will 'heal', with lumps and bumps, but they will still store fairly well.
Hubby has been out to the orchard. I have not. He said there is some damage, but it's not that bad.
I keep thinking about 100 years ago. When something like this happens to me, in this time, I can order from the co-op, I can 'coupon' to get good deals - I have options. How much more devastating this would be if we didn't have other options! How much more terrible it must have been to have a big family...a big garden...a big storm. I don't think I can wrap my brain around how crucial the garden was. Truly, we're blessed to live in a time where there are other options when our preferred option falls through.
I have to show you this, too. Hubby got me a potted miniature rose for Valentine's day. We ended up dividing it and re-potting it, so now I have two. They are outside, beneath a ponderosa pine tree. The pine offered enough protection that the roses were undamaged by the storm. The blossoms are just opening this morning.
And now, Little Bit and I are going to take some ratty zucchini and make zucchini bread. :)