Sunday evening had lulled us all into our cozy corners of the house (well, mostly on the couch) with our books of choice when there was a knock at the door.
I answered it to find our neighbor, who we've made efforts to be friendly toward in our goal to get to know in order to convince him that living next door to us (mostly squealing, squabbling little girls) isn't the worst punishment in the world. He informed me that a branch on one of our trees had fallen on the dividing fence between our properties and that we should have the tree taken down before it fell on our garage or one of our children. I thanked him, apologized and went inside to tell Ryan of our misfortune.
But also fortune. The kids and I go outside most days, I to water my waxing and waning garden, and they to play and dig in dirt. But Sunday turned out to be busier than usual and none of us had been there in that spot at that time.
Earlier in the month I mentioned to Ryan that I had been especially frugal with "wants" and there was money enough to buy the fruit tree I have been pining. We agreed that we would visit a local nursery to gather more information on what kind, where we should plant it, and hopefully buy it.
Obviously now, the fruit tree will be waiting just a little while longer because we will be paying much more to chop down this beauty who has given many of her years to this Magnolia Manor property. I told Ryan that I wanted the stump left a couple feet high to use as a little stool or child's table next to my garden boxes, like in The Giving Tree, where we can have a little garden picnic, or just rest my weary bones, hiding from the chaos of the house (perhaps with something delectable and chocolatey in my hands).
We went outside to survey the damage and I began collecting the green tomatoes from the ground and the flattened tomato plants. It's time to make fried green tomatoes, I told him, which I love.
We have a bit of money to take down the tree and to repair the fence, no major damage to the house or garage was done, and nobody was hurt. A nod to lemonade from lemons: indeed, we are making fried green tomatoes from fallen foliage.
Sounds like a delicious ending!!ReplyDelete
Sorry about the damage to the fence, and produce. What kind of tree was it?ReplyDelete
It's a water oak, which has a softer wood than other oaks. Just glad it wasn't any of our magnolias!Delete
ha! you rainbow-tized the produce on your counter! love it. i hope there are more big, beautiful trees to enjoy on your property.ReplyDelete
Haha! So glad you noticed :) Yes, this was one of the trees on the side and there are many, MANY bigger and more beautiful trees on the property.Delete
Hey, I LOVE your blog and your rainbowing all sorts of stuff (my bookcase looks exactly the same, it's always fun to tell people "yeah, the book you're looking for it has a light shade of green, u can'T miss it") aaaaanyways; I saw something today and had to think of youReplyDelete
spoiler alert, just in case u don't trust any random links on the internet and, I mean, who wouldn't??? it'S a product page of threadless with a comic dill gurkin (?) on it, saying "I'm kind of a big dill" hihihihihihi
It's because we're such VISUAL people that organizing that way works. I wish fabric stores were organized by color sometimes because I usually know the color I want, more than the type. We have two "I'm kind of a big dill" shirts and we always get comments! Thanks for passing the link ;)Delete
Silver lining! So good Katy <3 I've never had fried green tomatoes D:ReplyDelete
You should try them, and you should also watch the movie by the same name!!Delete
yikes! I like the idea of keeping the stump. It's also got to be a lot easier to leave it there than to dig out the roots. There's something magical about a nice stump to stand/sit/dine on. Hope you get that fruit tree soon. one of my big dreams in life is to have at least one fruit bearing treeReplyDelete