With rain predicted in the next three days, James and I are a little worried our pond might leap the bounds of concrete stones and spill into the yard and drainage ditches. The roads have also been exciting, with a significant amount of gravel from our driveway and road ending up in the neighbor's field. The access road to our neighborhood becomes the crossway for a stream, and, baby, this stream is wide. Hydroplaning is always a breathless endeavor.
We lost a significant portion of a Bradford pear in the high winds of a 4" downpour. Fortunately, most of the debris is cleaned up, and none of it hit the house.
Until next time, remember, this is not paradise. It's Purgatory Ranch.