Do you know how hard it was for me to get my front yard looking semi decent this spring / summer with a newborn to look after?
It was hard.
Luckily I had the help of Cooper's two grandmas who would watch him for little chunks of time so I could sneak outside to get my flowers planted and a bit of lawn work done.
My hydrangeas were looking fabulous.
My planters were overflowing.
My window boxes were looking darn good.
I was even going to write a post to show you the difference a month had made to the flowers in my planters and window boxes compared to the photos above.
And then, the most ridiculous hail storm of all time hit our little town last night. We were over at the Fixer Upper when it happened. The pizza guy had to take cover in the porch for awhile so he didn't get pelted by ice chunks.
Yes, that's right, ice chunks in the middle of August.
|Photo courtesy of M & B who live one street over.|
When we drove up to our house my little heart just sank. Lawn - full of debris. Flowers - smushed.
I've been holed up in the house all day because I'm too afraid to go outside and see the damage up close. I know they're just plants (the perennials will grow back and annuals I can buy more of) but it still sucks.