Living along the bank of the Grand River on Abrigador Trail, we are now official river rats--meaning that we live in a floodplain. But the term means more than that since my initials spell rat--and the reflections are ones both in my mind and on the water.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
SUNRISE OVER A FLOODED RIVER
We're in flood stage again, though less than a foot over the road---and that only in some places. The corner of our lawn is flooded and, of course, the basement where we store nothing anyway. This is a ho-hum flood that will be receding in a few days. What's scary is having such a high river going into the spring rains. We're now 5 years overdue for a 100-year flood. The last 50-year flood was 7 years late. Floods don't operate by a calendar. So we wait and let nature take her course.