It rained. Then it rained some more. The rain was not the usual drizzle. No fine mist, no intermittent drops. These were big, fat, heavy rain drops that came down from the sky as fast as they could. We fortunately were not in any danger, the closest thing we have is a little creek. Lon has played Pooh Sticks on the foot bridge, the water is usually about 5 feet down from the bridge, slow moving, and you are able to see the bottom of the creek. Not that day. Lon stayed in the car. I was not about to let him out near the super fast moving stream.
The rain eventually stopped. For a few days, enough to dry out. Lon is looking forward to playing Pooh Sticks again soon.
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