Crazy, crazy river!

It started raining lightly at 2 pm and Kevin followed his gut and closed the gate to the ponds. Within minutes, the river took on that dirty, coffee colour. By 4 pm, the rain was pouring down. The river began to rise quickly. Kevin used certain rocks as markers to check how high the river was reaching. The first markers were soon submerged. He'd find another marker, then another. We've never seen the river so high or the current so strong. It's crazy out there. We put on our rain gear and walked under our umbrellas down to the bottom pond to see how Kevin's stone wall was holding up. The river is rushing by and it's really high, but it's not as high as the bottom of the wall yet, there's still room to rise. We hope it doesn't, but it's good to know that all the hard work in securing the riverbank and making sure the house, the guesthouse, the ponds are safe from the river's wrath. As we sit in our comfortable, dry living room now, we hear the river displacing some of the rocks, which are banging against other rocks. It sounds like strange smacking noises. I'm not sure what we would have thought last year.

As much as Mother Nature is humbling and we respect her dearly, after fourteen months of living through all the different challenges she throws at us, we're managing well. Last year's fear is gone.