The power of moving water is devastating.
We are very, very lucky.
Many others were not so lucky.
Instead of napping when I knocked out hubby,
I walked and looked.
We do have a home and noone lost their life,
for that I am thankful.
This was pasture.
This was a fence.
The water was shirt-deep as I walked up the creek.
I was checking on the culverts I posted about a few weeks ago.
This is where they used to be,
this one landed WAYYYY down stream.
Can't cross here any more.
The road out of our valley is more like a pioneer trail,
but the sky smiled today.