Meanwhile, Sloshing Somewhere Nearby...
(River)
Like June, August has been quite dry and dusty. So it was odd to look up from the garden as the sun rose yesterday morning (planting the fall tomatoes) and notice the foamy and beligerent river rising up.
When I was through planting, I wandered down to see what was up. It was the Brazos, of course, and it was 10 feet higher than the evening before.
Today, it had risen nearly 22 feet in less than 48 hours, obliterating the sandy beach we’d begun to take for granted, covering willows closest to the water, and sending big tree chunks downriver.
I watched a great blue heron float by on a log, enjoying the rare opportunity to take in a show without flapping.
A check with the U.S. Weather Service showed Waco, a few hundred miles away, had experienced a major storm and flooding bad enough that someone died in the mess. The Brazos went up and over its banks at some of the towns up that way, and the rainstorm run-off made its way down here in two days. Predictions are that the river will be up, swirling and dangerous to be around for two days more.
→ B.Dunn, Aug 14, 2005, 01 27 pm
