We got more rain!
There was no water coming over the cart path, Monday afternoon.
Then, Monday night...or rather, EARLY Tuesday morning...the storms came.
LOTS of noise and a terrific light show.
And, two more inches of rain.
Not all that much. But, it came fast, and with the ground already saturated,
there was a lot of run off.
The Falls are roaring.
Did I hear you say....this woman is obsessed with this creek?
Well...yes, she is. It is so nice to have it running....to HEAR it running.
But, we'll move on.
Look at the low-water bridge on Cypress Creek.
It wasn't impassable...you can still see the little curbs on each side.
But, it's really flowing. See that bid log, wedged between that little island and the bridge?
It was washed down the creek.
This is really some powerful water.
Did I hear you say....we've seen this bridge before...more than once?
OK....So, we headed over to see what the Blanco River was doing.
Here is the crossing beside our neighbor Elli's daughter's B&B.
You can't see the bumper curbs. No crossing here.
This is the kind of water that can pick you up, and carry you away.
This is the kind of water, coming over that edge, that pushes you under,
and tosses you around.
This peaceful river, which has been so low that you could walk across the dry, rocky bottom
is now a powerful force to behold.
Maybe it is an obsession. But, I never tire of the power of water....
to calm or to cause fear. But, to always, always respect.
You have to pay attention to what is there. Know which kind of crossing you have.
If you can't tell, then don't risk it.
Remember to take heed. Don't take that risk.
Turn Around, Don't Drown...