Floodwaters
We live at the top of a somewhat impressive hill. The view from our backyard, is this:
(That’s an apple tree, by the way.) I took this picture the other day, when I was just taking nice pictures for the sake of taking nice pictures. It turned out ot be a fortuitous move, because it serves as a pretty good comparison shot for how that same view looks today:
That, my friends, is a flood. Minor, as floods go, but there’s a road that runs right next to that phone pole that’s completely impassable. The water line kept rising most of yesterday, despite the rain having stopped. It’s been stalled out where it is for most of the day, but I’d wager it’ll rise a little more as the storms keep coming and the Grand River keeps overflowing.
On a related note, that open field? Supposedly a “valuable hay field,” though a plat map also marks it as several plats…y’know…for building houses? Considering this view has become old news, as it happens nearly every time it rains, it’s no wonder those plats have been on the market since at least the 60s.
