We rejoiced when the weather man promised us a white Christmas. We had at least 16 fluffy beautiful inches of snow. We thrilled to the winter beauty.
But wait! On Christmas morning we woke to torrential rains. The windows are frozen shut. I couldn’t get my window open.
It was still raining in the morning of Boxing Day. Never have my planting beds been so deluged.
Guess what? More rain is predicted! I’m counting on a prediction error.
Those who live in Greenfield would not be surprised or alarmed about these floods. When we bought our house in the early spring 2015 there was a frozen puddle where our lawn chairs live (we have finally taken them inside). In fact, a passing neighbor told us that that spot was used as a skating rink by neighborhood kids. We were told that the flooding was due to the loss of a giant willow tree.
We immediately saw the need for raised planting beds, but we missed two other reasons for flooding. First,we learned that a river runs under it. All the houses on our side of the street have flooded basements. In fact the basement ceilings are very low – or another way of looking at it is that the floors are too high in order to be higher than the river below.
But there is always a silver lining. We couldn’t raise the whole back yard, but we could buy yards and yards of compo-soil from Martin’s Compost Farm to raise the planting beds that created strolling paths between the beds. I could want no more.