Clara's Corner: M FLOODED YARD.....THIS MORNING

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

M FLOODED YARD.....THIS MORNING

It rained three inches in about 30 minutes. That's the "biggest" river I have seen in a long time. It happens only when it rains hard and you know how long that has been. (Click twice to enlarge.)

This is my next door neighbor's yard.

And my poor cucumbers....first the wind and now a flood.

This looks like a boat out there but it's my satelite dish disassembled.

My other neighbor's yard

This is where it came into my yard from Silver Grove Road.

God knew we needed a rain and He sent us a good one.Thank you Lord!

2 comments:

Margie's Musings said...: Oh my...what a mess! I am so sorry!; 5:49 PM
Beth said...: Oh my, Clara...I do hope it didn't get into your house. And I hope it gets a little time to dry out before more rain comes. We've finally gotten a little bit of rain today, but nothing like that.

Your satellite dish really does look like a boat---I thought it was!; 8:13 PM

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I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!