Thursday, May 28, 2009

Spring Tides

It was a damp and stormy day today. The humidity was so high I felt like I was breathing underwater this afternoon, a fair sign that storms were on the way. The weather alert radio in my office kept sounding off about "severe thunderstorms" (part of my job is keeping track of weather in case it might affect our services) and such things.

When I left at 5:30 pm, I drove right into the teeth of one or several storms--it was hard to tell because the rain would slack off briefly only to come on strong again. The trip was slow, 40 mph on the interstate because the water could not run off fast enough.

But by the time I reached Joe's Run, the sun was shining and the sky was crystal blue. The only sign of the storms was the water--which was everywhere.

This little creek, known as Poverty Fork, was all over the bottomland as it back up trying to feed into Joe's Run.
Further up the road, the creek had come out of its banks, but then subsided, leaving the road covered in water that was slowly finding its way back to the creek. A small run coming down the hill to the right fed the pond in the road, so it might be a few hours before it settles down.

Through the water and looking back--to see neighbors fording through it too. It was actually not very deep, perhaps 6 inches or so. I crossed through several places like this. On our road, it's not so dangerous to cross the flooded sections because it's usually where the creek came up and went back down, and the ditches are still overflowing. There are places I would not drive through if the water was over the road, but generally there's no problem with most of the areas that tend to flood. We tend to get minor flooding like this most years, sometimes several times a year, because of the steepness of the hills and the ferocity of the storms that hit us first after crossing the flatlands of Ohio.

Then, up the hill we call Kenneth Parrish hill. The runoff was too much for the ditches so the water found its own path downhill.

At home, the sudden sunlight on the damp logs of the house created steam in the nearly tropical air.

But my goodness, do the gardens seem to love it! The green is almost painfully beautiful this evening.

And maybe tomorrow the rains will hold off for our grandson Jared's graduation. That would be nice. Very nice. And dry. Dry is good, after such a wet week.

4 comments:

solsticedreamer~laoi gaul~williams said...

i love a god downpour~this week we had one day of solid rain and high winds~today clear blue skies and very hot. too hot for me!

Cathy said...

I took Hannah out last evening to practice driving and it's true the plants are loving this weather. We drove up on the hills and everything looked so lush. I hope the hard rain wasn't too hard on your garden.

Granny Sue said...

The only problem with the gardens is that we can't get in them to work them and the weeds are getting started. I'm hoping for a dry spell long enough this weekend to get them cleaned up. Other than that, the gardens look great, Cathy.

laoi, I'm with you. I don't like heat. Cool and rainy is okay with me as long as we have some breaks for garden work.

Jason Burns said...

GSue! There was a big storm here too last evening in Morgantown. Luckily, most of the lightning and such went through above us, so all we got was alot of rain and wind. Some places I heard got nickel size hail!

I was actually outside walking Franklin when it blew up, and he does not like thunder! I don't think he realizes what it is, because whenever it rumbled he looked up at the big tree in the yard and meowed, like the tree was grumbling at him. He's a funny one!

Eventually I had to cut our stroll short, since the rain came down in buckets. I will agree - good for the gardens, and the hay field that used to be my yard!

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