When I came home Friday, our garden looked distinctly biblical.
I'd notced the severe rain earlier. It was hard to miss as the day turned into near-night, but when I came back there was sunlight, bright blue skies and fluffly clouds. The garden however, was almost completely flooded. A few drowned bugs were floating on the surface, the sound of dripping water was still to be heard, and the deck, which was still in the sun was steaming. I guess there were 3-4 inches of water standing on the lawn. The frogs could have practised swimming under water across it's whole length!
I spent some time wading across, and taking pictures of the reflections, of little flying bugs and water on plants. Some how it was a magical
Then Saturday the waters rose again, and fell... only to be rising again as I type. Summer...hasn't been all that good this year.
1985 - Spain/France; 1986 - Alpi Orobico; 1988 - Spanish Meseta; 1989 - Pyrenees; 1991 - Turkey; 1992 - Egypt; 1993 - Eastern USA; 1995 - Syria and Jordan; 1996 - India and Nepal; 1999 - China and Tibet; 2000 - Friesland; 2001 - Mexico and Guatamala; 2002 - York; 2003 - Ardennes; 2004 - Delmarva and Idaho; 2005 - Los Angelos.