Last Monday morning, as I made the 45 mile drive up to the Rodessa Head Start Center, the peaceful, country drive had been replaced with a "white knuckle, hold-on-tight to the steering wheel" drive in a torrential downpour. We've had an amazingly wet fall, like many parts of the country. The rain poured down and I sweated out whether or not the roads were all passable. Fortunately, I made it there and back safely. This week, however, the effects of the storms were definitely evident. The park where I generally stop to eat my P&B crackers looked a bit different.
While there were not many people picnicking or camping this time, there were quite a few cars stopping by to look at the lake. And the wildlife seemed to be thrilled to have the park to themselves for a while. There were squirrels scampering around, butterflies in the grass,
and herons perched in trees
and wading in the water.
And in stark contrast to the flooded lake, the ground still appeared parched in some areas.
Crest levels have not been reached yet and there has been more rain since then, so who knows what next tomorrow will bring.
While there were not many people picnicking or camping this time, there were quite a few cars stopping by to look at the lake. And the wildlife seemed to be thrilled to have the park to themselves for a while. There were squirrels scampering around, butterflies in the grass,
and herons perched in trees
and wading in the water.
And in stark contrast to the flooded lake, the ground still appeared parched in some areas.
Crest levels have not been reached yet and there has been more rain since then, so who knows what next tomorrow will bring.
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