It's an understatement to say that it rained yesterday.
Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink...
because dad shut off the water temporarily.
The basement was flooded.
Two feet of water set lots of things floating in the basement.
We had our own water park.
(See Davis behind the "falls"?)
If it hadn't been so muddy and hadn't come from the hillside where we pasture some cows....
we probably could have figured they had their bath for the day.
They ran, did cartwheels, slid and slipped like seals, used the rafts to slide down the hill, rode the John Deere tractor down the hill, and had "the best day of my life" according to one enthusiastic kid.
I was less enthused.
My flower beds took a beating.
Even if they are a work-in-progress I hate seeing them drowned.
Life's always interesting.