Friday, January 31, 2020

Enough

January, there are three hours left of you. Don't let the door hit you on the backside on the way out.

Yeah, the news at every level has been a non-stop nightmare, thanks for that, but right now I'm talking about the weather. The rain, relentless and glum. This has been the rainiest January in 90 years. Congratulations.

We had a respectable two-punch snow storm in the middle of you, but the prettiness lasted barely long enough for a photo. Then back to rain. I shoveled the sidewalk, knowing there was no point. I so desperately wanted there to be a point.  A winter!


Terra Nova Beaver Pond enjoying 12 minutes of winter.

Remember the Salt Frenzy of 2017? That was a winter. When January played by the rules, froze everything up real good for a fortnight. Blue skies, mittens, toques. 

But this year, your last day, I wake up to this:




For those who can't read spilled paint, this is a radar image of here.  Red is rain, and lots of it.  It was pouring at 6 AM, and 10:28 AM, and is raining now, and will continue on into the overnight. 

I found our least-damaged umbrella and ventured to the grocery store. The front yard of one house along the way was flooded. I paused to look.  The water was coming from the ground, bubbling up to create a lake. There has been so much rain that the ground can hold no more, is oozing like a pinched sponge.




Later, there was a sucker-hole in the sky that lured me out further. I rode my bike to the trail the runs alongside the blueberry fields.  The ditches were overflowing, the fields flooded. I was chased back home when the sucker hole closed.




The radar says there's more to come, a stronger wave than went through already.

Yeah, I know. Given what's going on in the rest of the world, this isn't a big deal at all. It's just wet, and grey, and depressing....

and then comes February.  



2 comments:

Susannah Anderson said...

Over on the island here. My driveway is a river of mud. A mudfall, really; I'm on a side hill.

Can't complain, I say, but I do. But it's better than fire, or politics, I guess.

JoLynne Lyon said...

Wet here too but a blizzard is on its way from up north. Maybe your storm hit colder air before coming to us?