Science is telling me that I'm not dreaming.
Our now frequent storms that dump 3 inches of rain and zap us with lightning don't do us any good. What's the point if 75% of it runs off?
Over 2 weeks with daily deluges. Sometimes, like today, I'm in a frenzy trying to get unruly horses up to safety in the barn, fighting driving rain and the all too frequent blinding lightning--- all the while, a mile away, I hear they got a smattering of rain.
The reverse holds true. Saturday, the barn fared well, but I was at a different locale a mile away trying to save lamps and furnishings from a screen porch because the rain was coming in full force horizontally through the screen and hitting the back wall 20 feet away.
Tonight, I had a million things to do, all superseded by this:
It rained with such ferocity that the grass and driveways looked like solid lakes. No place to go for wildlife, but in...
...the barn. I stepped over this guy twice while going into Oreo's stall to soothe him before noticing him.
Just a water logged rat snake. (Nothing like the copperhead I inadvertently straddled while playing in a breaker box this morning).
Escorted back out after the storm.
Same deal with my Hercules beetles.
Back to higher ground.
Everyone needs a hand sometimes!
