You know sometimes life just throws you a curve ball but then Mother Natures throws you a hurricane! Life on a sandbar is never the same as the sand shifts with the wind.
I often have wondered how my ancestors endured the harshness of the living on the edge for the past 300 or so years down the "Banks" and on Roanoke Island because today we have time to prepare for the storms and they never had that luxury.
Working at the Elizabethan Gardens and preparing for the onset of a storm tests our patience because there is so much to put away. But the aftermath of the storm brings us together as a team to make it beautiful again for the public to be in awe.
While raking the many piles of debris, I took a few moments to look up and the sight made the clean up process much easier! God's glory was shining brightly through the ancient old live oak trees as the smoke from the burn pile gave us the vision of sun rays...a ray of hope.
Hope for the beauty of things to come or for seeing through to the other side!
What a blessing to look up and see hope...God Bless you all, God Bless America!