“Whoops. Guess not.”

It has rained all afternoon. Nothing dramatic, no huge scary storms, just rain. And I decided, around 2:30, that I should take advantage of a lull in the showers to run over to Landlady’s place to tend her chickens, and then I was going to run 3 dozen eggs over to L’s and pick up my laundry. Sent L a text, telling her I was on my way.

Except I didn’t get far.


This is more usual for a Monsoon. Compared to the wild destructive floods of two weeks ago this is a more sedate affair. Probably the bed won’t be dug out in any challenging way, probably the crossings will be passable again by nightfall.

But it puts a stop to my antics for the rest of the evening.

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2 Responses to “Whoops. Guess not.”

  1. MJR says:

    Your temporary river looks deep enough to put a small bass boat in and start trolling.

  2. Ben says:

    On the bright side, between inundations you can always worry about catching the PLAGUE from Arizona fleas. http://abcnews.go.com/US/fleas-testing-positive-plague-parts-arizona/story?id=49177920

To the stake with the heretic!