A Month of Forty Days

For the shortest month of the year, this sure seemed like the longest.  Maybe it’s the 40 days and 40 nights of Extreme Deluge, I don’t know.

But what’s this?!  A strangely glowing orb rising in the east, reflecting in all the rivers and ponds that used to be our yard!  Misu took one look and literally galloped into the east.  Birds are actually venturing out again.  Spring bulb flowers are bursting out of the puddles.

It’s like a swamp out there, but that’s nothing compared to the scenes of nearby towns submerged under rushing rivers.  Fortunately we’re on a hill, with no basement.  Others weren’t so lucky.

Rain is nice, but be careful what you wish for, in these days of climate change.  Weather has two settings now, Extreme and Catastrophic.  This wasn’t the latter, but it could easily go there with no warning.

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