Mine is gone too, but from a different disaster.
In January 2005, we had a record-breaking rain storm. The slope in my back yard (about the height of my two-story house) decided to become part of my lawn. The ivy and African daisies on the slope tangled in the holly at the bottom, preventing most of the mud from going any further. However, the ground was too unstable for me to climb and pull weeds or tend my grape vines. And the slide ripped out the irrigation system for what was planted on the slope.
It took more than 2 years to get a geologist and soils engineer to do the reports required for a grading permit, to get a civil engineer to draw the grading plans, and the county to process the permit. Only then could I get a grading contractor to even talk to me. The grading contractor has finally finished moving dirt and is now installing a drainage system.
In the meantime, the dirt-moving equipment completely destroyed my rose bed in back and took out 2-3 roses in front. The parkway (between the sidewalk and curb) is now bare dirt. They trashed the trellis on which my star jasmine was growing. My back lawn died because I could neither run the sprinkler system nor reach it to hand water. My artichoke (from which we had a few meals this spring), artemisia, sasanqua camellias, dwarf holly, and others are all history. The sprinkler systems in back and front have been disrupted by the digging of trenches for drains. Of course, they had to strip all vegetation from the hill to repair it, including two very productive grape vines. I look out my window and see bare dirt. I WANT TO CRY!!
The description of my garden on my Web site is from before all this started.