Watching inches and inches of rain fall, we are safe and dry at the top of our hill.
Sometimes Mother Nature shows her sheer power and one is humbled by the force of rising rivers, billowing winds and shaking earth. Even small creeks have swollen to the brim and washed out roads and flooded homes knee-deep.
Today we will be thankful for all we have – for our family and our safety. Tomorrow the rain will end – we will venture out and be saddened by all that was lost.
Just down the road, in the next valley….
Friends are watching a roaring Connecticut River, set free from the barriers of damns, wash their little village away. We love you Shelburne Falls and holy cow we are praying that the dams upstream hold! We are praying that the houses stay put on their foundations and that someday the Bridge of Flowers blooms like this again.