Gardening under a large fir tree is like playing Russian roulette with your darlings. As in my darling plants. Yesterday, I went outside, poked around the garden and took a few shots.
I took pictures of the blooming moss.
And then I moved on to capture the Indian Plum blossoms beginning to fall out of the leaf buds.
The breeze started to kick up and I hightailed it inside. Good thing, too. Because all of a sudden…CRASH! Down came a tree branch. It landed right where I had been standing.
Fortunately, it landed on the lawn and a pathway. Only the variegated dogwood shrub got a bit munched. I’ll prune it and it’ll bounce back. Time to pull out one of my little electric chainsaws and cut up the branch for the fire pit.