65mph winds blasted sand in every direction, sticking to walls, floors, window sills and everywhere else.
The ducks and chickens were all accounted for, bracing themselves against walls and under any structure they could tuck themselves into.
I’m waiting for that call from Noah’s school explaining that the kids may need to come home because the roof is going to blow off again, or the security lights are hanging by a literal thread and can kill someone if they fall.
Yes, the wind is that strong.
After checking on the greenhouse, amazed that it actually was enduring the 65 mph winds, I came inside and started reading my book about how to start commercial home based bakery, and then I heard it, a crash, a loud collision of sorts.
I had a sinking feeling in my gut that it was the greenhouse, but in my selfish crazy brain I was sort of hoping for a car crash outside. I know that’s bad of me, but I didn’t want it to be the greenhouse!
I looked out my window, and there pressed up against our 4 ft. fence was the greenhouse ready to be blown over the fence and into the street. As I put my sweater on, I was praying fiercely that the greenhouse wouldn’t be blown over the fence into on coming traffic, possibly causing a car accident. Ironic of me right?
I ran down to the greenhouse to hold it from lifting off the ground and going into traffic.
I had images in my mind of being charged with involuntary manslaughter, or killing a family as they drove in their car because a greenhouse hit them head on.
I was also freaking out that the greenhouse could go over the fence and hit our neighbor’s house or kill their dog or goat.
Music was playing in my head from The Wizard of Oz as sand blasted my face, went up my nose, into my mouth, between my teeth and deep into my ears and eyes.
I could hardly see, couldn’t hear very well from the howl of the wind and had a hard time breathing. Worse yet was that Dom wasn’t back yet, so I stood there holding on to the greenhouse for dear life.
What does a person do in that kind of situation, I thought to myself. People in their cars driving by, stopped and in pure New Mexico neighborliness, they were also trying to hold onto the greenhouse. I didn’t even know these people, but they were angels none the less.
After about 20 minutes of holding on, Dom got home. We decided to try to roll the greenhouse to one corner of the property so we could secure it on two sides. Our neighbors came out to help and gave us extra ties to secure the greenhouse. Our main concern was to make sure it didn’t fly over the fence. Dom did a great job tying it down.
So what happened? We were planning on finishing the pavers this morning when we heard the wind start to pick up. Because the concrete wasn’t completed, the greenhouse was vulnerable in the area without the pavers. When the wind blew, it forced the right side of greenhouse up and the wind blew inside pushing the foundation and pulling it right out.
Behind the greenhouse we planted two fruit trees, which were crushed as the greenhouse rolled towards the fence.
The reinforcement added to the greenhouse has kept it from collapsing and blowing away altogether.
I’m hoping that the new trees will make it. They were pulled out of the ground and brought inside. They are currently submerged in 5 gallons of water each, and tomorrow I’ll be packing them in containers with soil. These fruit trees have been through major trauma. First they were dug up and mailed to us bare rooted. Then they were unpacked and put into water. After that they were planted, rolled over by the greenhouse and now back in water.
Adrenaline is still pulsing through my body, making it difficult for me to even type. I’m still recovering from all the concrete work we did on Monday that I fear I won’t be able to move my muscles or joints later today or tomorrow.
I also wonder how much dirt and sand is in my lungs right now. That is NEVER a good situation for me.
In the final analysis, I’m very grateful no one was harmed by the greenhouse. I’m also grateful that even though the greenhouse took a major beating by the wind, it is still in tact.
We got bitch-slapped by the spring winds, but we’re desert people now, so all we can do is stand our ground and be strong in the midst of trying times such as these.
Here is a video I took this morning after everything was secured:
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