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11 P.M. It started snowing this evening - good news for not adding more liquid into the swollen river. I went out to the fence line after the news, slipping and sliding on the wet grass covered by icy snow. Lost my Birkenstocks going down. Wet muddy bottom, wet squishy socks, wet muddy knees.

I shone my high powered flashlight over the fence, and nearly wet my pants in a different way as I lit up my buddy the coyote, back again. I guess he was cut off downstream. He whined at me, and stood his ground. The river gurgled and evilly chuckled behind him in the dark, past where my light could shine.

I wasn't scared of the coyote by my fence, but the river sounds scary when you can't see it.

The news said my creek was at 11 feet at 5 this afternoon, and was expected to peak by Thursday afternoon at 12.8 feet. That should be right at my fence line? Or below?

And two of my kiddos have become ill, with fevers and coughing that triggers gag vomiting.

I'm spending the night at home. And, since the county sheriff lives in my little hamlet, I'm certain that we'd get ample warning to get out if we need to.

All the same, I'm also certain that I'll be checking the river tonight.

Good thoughts sent your way

Date: 2008-03-20 08:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hvideo.livejournal.com
Here's hoping things stay manageable - that no evacuation is needed, that the kids get better, and that you and the coyote can manage a peaceful relationship-at-a-distance.

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