Relative Something

Over three inches in about 24 hours has definitely done the trick. It’s not dry out there at all anymore. As Cyndie put it, “There are rivers running everywhere that rivers can run on our land.”

The footbridge is doing its job nicely. The river runs under it.

Cyndie’s perennial garden, down slope of the neighboring farm field, has a river running through it.

We have grown accustomed to this routine, so it causes less anxiety than it used to. This amount of rain is pretty reasonable, actually, compared to some of the deluges we have previously faced.

The trees, shrubs, and grasses have in a matter of two days become the dominating color of the landscape and it is all about being green.

For the next day or two, green and very wet.

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