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We're All Wet

Lynn, all the way over in England, has heard about the flooding in Ohio and has asked about my well being. We're fine. I think the flooding in Missouri is far worse. Locally, the rivers are on the brink of spilling but aren't expected to create real wide-spread disaster. A town just north of here has closed its exit ramp off of the interstate because it is connected to a bridge that crosses the river, a bridge that is now underwater. The residents of that town have other access roads, so they aren't completely isolated.

We have a lake house east of that town that sits beside a lake controlled by a dam. Our main access road to that area has been closed, so we haven't ventured out there to see what's going on. I have read the water level at the lake is at a record high, higher than when the area flooded a few years ago. During that flood, the people who owned the house before us marked the water level on the lamp post down by the dock, and now it's not quite an inch higher. The house is built on slightly high ground, so I don't think it's in any danger.

I lifted the photo from my Small Town newspaper's website. It shows a portion of the road we would normally take to the lake. The caption said the driver of this car paused and then turned around, deciding not to pass through. Good idea. Some people have been driving around barriers and warning signs and have had to be towed when their cars end up in water up to the windows. Those may be the same people who are grousing about the way the dams are being monitored—everybody is an expert, especially the idiots.

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This all because of global warming you know. Al Gore warned us all.
dive said…
What a wonderful last sentence, Robyn. Hee hee.
Take care in the floods. Some of our Australian bloggers would love to have all of your spare water; they have an awful drought there right now.
As for us in England; it hasn't snowed all winter but now spring is here it is snowing.
Hey ho.
I blame Rich.
Alifan said…
Take care Robyn Looks rather wet there......as Dive say's we have snow and high winds, ah well if this is spring roll on winter!!!!!
Anonymous said…
That is some flood in England, i hope you are doing well there.
It's true people just plough through! Scary. I've been through a too-deep puddle and it frightened the life out of me. Eek. I turn around now. I am glad you're okay but your lake house sounds a bit vulnerable. Can we see pics of it at some time when you can get there? Sounds lovely.

This photo, although showing the inconvenience that flooding brings, is quite beautiful with the spectrum of leaves within it.

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