...and then some. I think we've had more rain this week than all the rain that's fallen since we moved out here to the Hill Country. Not only are all the ponds filled to the brim, but there are new ponds all around lower grounds in the fields. I heard from people in town that most of the concrete bridges that span the local creeks were impassable during the worst of the rain storms.
Our property doesn't have any low spots, and our home is raised up on a slight hill on the property, so flooding wasn't an issue. (Thank goodness.) When we get pouring rain, every drop either soaks into the fields or goes down-hill towards the pond, which is about an acre in size.
Around the house and cottage and barn, all of the grass is soggy and just flat-out wet. Walking around the yard with just shoes on is senseless... you need boots. The fire ant mounds are all over the property, little ones and big ones, and sometimes flat ones that you can't see until the ants are crawling over your boots. Rule #1 for Texas should be to keep walking when you're on grass and don't stop till you're off the grass... once you stop walking, you're giving the fire ants time to attack. And 'attack' they will, with bites that will turn red and swollen and itch and hurt and leave you wondering how such a teeny insect can create such havoc.
The sun is shining today and it's beautiful and clear outside. I can't help but think of all the people whose homes were flooded, and whose cars were immersed in water. Their lives have been turned upside-down by the recent rain and my heart just goes out to them.
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