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I just got back from picking Morgan up from school early. It’s raining-raining-raining. I’m worried the water will get up and I won’t be able to get her from the bus (across the river) later. I also brought some things to Weston and gave him a hug goodbye for the weekend. He has weekend plans and is afraid if the river gets up by tomorrow, he will miss them, so he’s spending the weekend in town starting tonight. Lots of rain in a short period of time always means there is a chance we will get stuck.
I can see the river ford from the porch in the winter when the leaves are off the trees.

I’m always watching the water.
Morgan was so excited to get to come home from school early. Of course, girls basketball ended Tuesday, so she’s not missing any practices or she would have been upset. I said, “Morgan! You’re so much fun when you’re between sports!” Track starts next week…..
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Good luck!
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BTW, wet chickens look funny.
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Guess I should probably stock up on some sand!
Good luck to those being rained upon, and wishes for rain for those that need some.
Pam
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Dianna
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My chickens spend their days under the deck on the back of the house when it snows. It looks kinda errie when you are used to seeing 60 hens running around the field and yard and they are not there. They hide well when it snows, but they are still laying well.
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Three feet high and risin’
How high’s the water, papa?
Three feet high and risin’”
- Johnny Cash
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We needed the rain are very happy about it. Some low-water slab crossings were expected to be flooded.
I hope you don’t get locked in again, but chances are good you will be.
Doing chores isn’t fun in this kind of weather!