Triggered

 

Found out what is going on around here. Somebody triggered the Yakushima Rain Ducks.

I found a little family of them where my garden flooded last night and you can just bet there are thousands...maybe millions...more out there.

No doubt it will be all over the news once people spot the little pests. 

Ark

We may need to build one. Sure am glad they let the river down this week, because man, oh, man, has it ever rained. It's like being in the Forrest Gump movie where you get every kind of rain there is....

Here we are getting soft rain that barely gets you wet. I went birding in that yesterday and barely had to keep my hand over the camera to shelter it, even though the river was dimpled with drop marks.

Heavier rain that makes the dogs smell funny and assures that the camp towels "drying" on the clothesline will never actually do so.

And duck drowning rain that will practically knock you over if you step off the porch.

A whole summer's worth of rain crammed into just a few days. It is raining now. It was raining then, it has been raining for a long while, and I am afraid it will be raining for a while yet....it can stop if it wants to though, any time now. I am tired of conjugating rain...

Yeah, it's that kinda Day

Rain with Orioles

 Growing up and beginning to outgrow some of the helldogginess.

 He will now sit at the pointing of a finger..........sometimes.......

Kinda creepy out, low-hanging clouds leaking slowly, spreading gloom and mud in their wake....a plane is rumbling by, seems to be flying very slowly, or maybe just the sound is going slowly. The Orioles are stabbing the oranges, ripping out the red-gold hearts-how cool to so perfectly match the food....although I don't suppose that I would like to resemble either a steak or a potato...oh, wait.


We keep Velvet in the barnyard every night, so she stays out of the swamp in the night pasture. Thinking about running a temporary fence around that puppy. Never been a problem before, but years of rain seem to have changed that.

One of the reasons those robins get so emotional when I go out on the porch

At least it is green, an almost eye-searing green, I can't stop looking at it.


Stay dry!

Monday

Quack, quack, ribbit....learning a new language here, the language of rain.

Change 'O Plans

They happen to the best of us. Woke up full of hope for a harvest day. The guys got some sorghum chopped yesterday and changed fields to go after some better stuff. Were planning on more of the same for today. Walked out of the bedroom and heard rain thundering on the steel porch roof (for some reason you can rarely hear it rain in our room).

Well, dang, so much for sorghum. During drier years they might be able to chop the same day as rain if it cleared up by noon, but it is so soggy, it will be at least a day before they can move.

Normally this would plunge me into despair. Enough already, and I wish the forecasters would get it right once in a while. We were supposed to get one more nice day before the gunk set in.

However, today there is just going to be a change of plans. If I can pull it together the boy and I are going visiting and to the store. I am going to finally see folks who have been too long neglected, deliver some tomatoes and beef and books (of which we have a plethora) and then hit the store for dog food, DVDs and ammo. Getting to be that time of year and the big bucks and big Toms are making themselves known. And I am going to put a few thousand photos on DVDs and maybe speed up this tired old computer a bit. Maybe.

There. I am all cheered up at least for today. Hope you have a good one too.

Here are some links that may help.

I have been at meetings where this guy spoke and always thought he was pretty darned good for the community, but now I am downright proud of him. Man on a Mission

A small but interesting positive carved out when the flood waters revealed bits of history in Fort Hunter. Can you imagine the possibilities from this discovery? A church probably attended by Sir William Johnson before the Revolutionary War? Wow....

****Update, please go read this story about a modern day crime fighting hero. You simply can't make stuff like this up!

A Surfeit

The driveway from the front porch

Driveway in back

Center pic is not a creek...that is the driveway too.

So is the bottom one

Water, water everywhere. There is a water trough that was empty out back....it has like a foot in it now....or more than..... I need to measure it. It rains so hard, several times a day, that you can't see the road in front or town or anything more than a few feet away.

Barn was flooded, cows could barely get into their stalls. It rained so hard that it was flowing down the hill behind and coming in the windows of our old bank barn, plus coming UP out of the floor through the sump pump drains...way too fast for the pumps.

Can we build a pipeline to every place that needs this? Thank God at least we live on a hill, although it all passes through on its way to the river in a great big hurry. Men can't chop for the cows, because they can't even get the tractors out of the barnyard. Pastures are getting pretty chewed down too.

I had to go the barn without my cast because I can't get my rubber boots on over it and the water was way over my leather boots. Stomping around all night without it hurt. I am going to see if Alan will drive me over in the truck today. Not to be a wienie but.....

Okay, whine over. I know there are droughts and fires and worse flooding in plenty of places. I hope whomever arranges the weather gets it figured out so they can get some rain and we can get some non-rain. Soon would be good. Now would be better.

Fly by Wire

Caterpillar for hire. Ag bag plot, the hay unloading spot, logs in the crick, not a road to get a stick, all wrecked by a season's worth of rain.

Can't farm again, until it all gets fixed, so it's getting fixed quick.

By that college boy with a great big toy, bulldozing in the rain,

Then ending up his welding on a job for other folks, but he's happy just the same

Hell, yeah.

.......Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Liz out with a truck full of hay, and Beck stuck down at McDonald's again.

In the rain

Always rain....

The boss is gone, everybody's on the phone. And, me, yeah, me, I just answer it....

All day

I think by the time that we order in Chinese we have earned it

Each and all of us.

Yepper.