This may be the worst year ever for flooding in our neck of the woods. There is so much snow pack on Timp (the tallest mountain in the area) which drains right into the two canyons just above us.
I took my daughter Catherine and Nikki, our pooch, up into the hills to have a look at the creek and such. The pictures are: (1. from our house, looking up at Timp; (2. Catherine above the stream; (3. a view down the canyon into the valley; and (4. Nikki getting her chin and ears scratched by her alpha male.
Anyway, we're going to be sandbagging in a couple of weeks, probably while I'm in San Francisco with the ESD Japan Exchange Program. I'm a bit worried. The city is going to put a big pipe down the middle of our street but I don't think it will hold all the water they are projecting will be coming down. So much depends on the weather. I guess we're all in God's hands in that we just have to do the best with the cards we are dealt. I don't think there's a habitable "safe" spot anywhere on the planet. Safety, true safety, has its origins in other spheres. It is reverence and awe of nature's power and fury coupled with a realization that acceptance of its cycles, twists and turns, are just how things are that make me grateful to be a witness and part of it. I will work and prepare to save our house and property, but in the end nature will ultimately have her way with all of man's creations.
1 comment:
It all looks innocent enough right now for sure, but you are correct.. mother nature will do as she wishes. I wish you and your family the best through this next challenge. You'll have to post pictures of the water coming down. I'm sure it will be awe inspiring.
Post a Comment