Late last fall, one of my trees collapsed, removing both itself and another from my shady canopy. Suddenly, a limited area of my yard was receiving...sunlight! Not my usual stuff the peeks in and out of the upper story foliage, but the real thing. Up to six hours of it. The mind raced with possibilities.
Fall /Winter/Early Spring - "I'm going to plant some flowering shrubs, maybe even (gasp) a rose bush! And possibly some of those flowers that are rumored to grow in these parts. And a couple of pots with Dill - perhaps I can attract those swallowtail butterflies everyone seems to have in their yards.
Today - "Oh yeah. That's right. The existing plants sorta liked the shade. And now they are getting...ummm, well, rather...cooked..."
"...and sunburned..and fried. Well, ummm...guess I kinda forgot about y'all..."
"And now its getting a little too hot to be digging up plants your size and moving you elsewhere. Sure woulda been nice to get that done...ummm, earlier. Here's a fair bit of water and, ummm, I guess, maybe, I can start building you a little shade structure to get you through till next fall...hopefully...possibly..."
A hole in the canopy means a chance to grow some sun-loving plants, but it also means you'd better start moving out the shade-loving ones.