The worst thing that happened was when the dogwood branch snapped and crashed onto to the brick walkway. The house shook more from that than the earthquake. Why was I so sad? Look at the lovely pictures I posted Wednesday morning. The birds perched in the ice-glazed branches look so beautiful.
The birds are so resilient. Thursday morning they were back. Hanging out on their beloved branch. Saying their last good-bye.
a backyard dazed
hazed arm, flung, lying razed