Lord, here comes the flood

Looking back at my previous blog entry, it’s easy to tell – mainly from the spelling and punctuation – how tired I was. I can’t really say I’m any less tired now, but I do have some more pictures.

This is our now-more-washed-out-than-ever-before driveway.

Here’s a less artsy fartsy shot. Nice little river. At about 8pm last night, it brought an inch or so of water right up to the front door, though that quickly receded. It all scoots around the house and drains into…

…this pond on the property behind us. (You can click on the above to see a much more detailed, clumsily-stitched-together panoramic view.) Now, to put the above in context, here’s what that pond normally looks like, from a photo taken around the time we bought the house:

Quite a difference. The pond’s runoff apparently went over both of the roads adjacent to that property this morning. This is as high as I’ve seen this pond get since we’ve lived here.

The roof got pelted pretty good, but I haven’t spotted anything major yet.

The one thing you can be sure of: Evan will come through the whole thing with a smile.