glidin'
It’s been a long, cool spring, but Memorial Day has unfolded like a lush, ripe flower and Milo is beginning to enjoy cooling afternoons on the glider. Of course the equinox won’t come for another few weeks, but this sure looks like summer to me.
We Thank God we are together with our family this holiday weekend with a roof over our heads and plenty to eat and our hearts and prayers go out to all people who cannot say the same, especially our countrymen who have suffered historic floods and tornadoes in the last weeks.
And we honor all who have died and suffered in the defense of our country.
The force of nature is irresistible. We were very gently reminded of this down here in the hollow when our creek overflowed its banks in April. We could feel the heavy rain cell sitting on top of us as it let go its flood. Luck was with us and the downpour was brief. Because our little creek is fed only by a few springs and the run-off from the road, it all receded almost as quickly as it came.
from office window
milo checks it out
looking from east meadow
gazing globe engulfed
Periodically some neighbors want to pave the road that runs through the hollow so their cars don’t get dusty and they don’t have to slow down over the wash-boards in the old gravel. A hard surface down here would shoot water into the creek with a terrible velocity, eroding the banks and washing oil and other pollutants very efficiently into the water and it would be one more country road gone forever.
As long as we’re here, we’ll give the creek its room and cross our fingers.
hollow road becomes a river
There are worse chances to take for lesser causes.