A Pause for Some Flooding

I’m okay, by the way.  My house is not flooded, my stuff is safe.  But here is what my town looks like, right now.

Honest, its in there.  Somewhere.

A city park. Honest, its in there. Somewhere.  You can see where the road is from the speed limit sign on the right. 

About a block or two from where the river is supposed to be.

About a block or two from where the river is supposed to be. It’s an upholstery workshop. Those are garage doors on the  far end.

That is a railroad tie that has floated onto the side of the bridge during the night. (Not narrow gauge here.)

That is a railroad tie that has floated onto the side of the bridge during the night. (Not narrow gauge here.)

Grrr.

Grrr.

Train depot.  The trains ran on the other side...  You know.  By the river. (It's a museum, now.)

Train depot. The trains ran on the other side… You know. By the river. (It’s a museum, now.)

This is a couple blocks from the river.

This is a couple blocks from the river.

Flooded telephone poles

Flooded telephone poles

It's a little hard to tell, but this is a scrap yard.  And it's usually on the same side of the river that I was standing on, when I took the picture.

It’s a little hard to tell, but this is a scrap yard. And it’s usually on the same side of the river that I was standing on, when I took the picture.  

 

There are no rental sump pumps left anywhere in the county.

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      We got a lot of rain, and some of it came from upstream. We have very clay-y soil, so the water doesn’t soak in very fast once it gets here. Flooding like this happens every thirty years or so. (usually, we don’t get enough rain to do this.) Current verdict from the old people: The one in the fifties was much worse, but this is giving the 1973 flood a run for its money. In the end, most of the damage will be crops. I got some pictures of the fields, too, but it’s harder to tell what’s going on, if you don’t know the area.

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