As the days since Helene and Milton’s one-two punch have stretched into weeks, the region absorbed many losses: Family members, homes, a sense of stability. But there are some losses the community feels collectively.

More than a month after Hurricane Milton toppled the laurel oak, sending it slicing through shingle and cinderblock, the mangled roof of the house still yawned open to the sky. Fuzzy clumps of insulation blew across the living room floor.