My husband has been overwhelmed and overworked since the end of January when the ice hit, then the flood hit. He is the manager of the Office of Emergency Services for our county.
Most people have power restored and all roads are open. Things are not perfect but they are improving.
During all this, we, too, had trees fall, fences down, things washed out. My hubby, being the last to take care of himself, is very good at his job.
He could not sleep well the other night for dreaming. We can guess what was on his mind...our messes.
He dreamed the cows escaped through the many downed fences. He dreamed twenty extra head of horses came in. He dreamed of mud up to all the animals necks and they could not move. He dreamed the mud dried and the horses were sprigging grass, walking along, placing the sprigs and patting them in with hooves.
At least it had a happy ending! Now if we can train them to sprig grass, we will have lots of help!
