This is what we woke to Sunday morning. By the way, the grey is our road and the other, well, is the little creek that became a big creek in a very short time. As a point of reference on the creek, usually we cannot see nor hear it. This is our bottom pasture -- all five acres on the house side of the creek and another three on the back ... all underwater...
In fact, we had so much rain, that all the farm critters started lining up, two-by-two, and looking for the Ark. In the course of no more than five hours, we experienced rain, rain w/ snow, snow, and then rain w/sleet.
Yeah. It's March....
