I have to say that I have not personally taken one photo of this flooding insanity but that's okay cause the National guard have literally taken 200 a day for the past week and a half and are offering to burn them onto discs for us if we want them. So in a couple of days I will have thousands of pictures. Brad took a couple of them late last week when he had to do a formula run to Halstad so I will share those with you.
RR tracks running along the highway. The ditch is completely full to the highway and way beyond on the other side.
A shot of the land that is usually being prepared for planting in the next month completely under water.
Will is ready to go outside today and help Daddy shovel after the 6 inches of snow we got on Sunday and Monday. He followed Brad down the sidewalk with his Will-sized shovel scooping with one hand and tossing off to the side just like Dad. Sometimes I wish that I could live with the eyes of a three year old where all I had to worry about was if the puddle I was jumping into was too deep for the boots I had on. Of course that is really never a worry for MY three year old, but you know what I mean.
Not that this is over yet, far from it, I'm afraid. But I would sincerely like to thank everyone for their kind thoughts, prayers and volunteerism over the past two weeks for my town and any of the others in the area. If nothing else, the horror, exhaustion, frustration and devastation of this time has brought around a new sense of hope to our communities. When it seems it is all about the money and who has it and who doesn't and what the president plans to do about it, people here have shown that when it comes down to it it is really all about the people. Not who you know but how much you can give even those you don't know. I am reminded how incredibly lucky I am to live where people help people, we lift each other up when the water is highest and carry on. We have a lot of work yet to do and I sincerely hope that when the waters subside we continue to support and help each other until the last bag is empty and everyone is home safe.



Not that this is over yet, far from it, I'm afraid. But I would sincerely like to thank everyone for their kind thoughts, prayers and volunteerism over the past two weeks for my town and any of the others in the area. If nothing else, the horror, exhaustion, frustration and devastation of this time has brought around a new sense of hope to our communities. When it seems it is all about the money and who has it and who doesn't and what the president plans to do about it, people here have shown that when it comes down to it it is really all about the people. Not who you know but how much you can give even those you don't know. I am reminded how incredibly lucky I am to live where people help people, we lift each other up when the water is highest and carry on. We have a lot of work yet to do and I sincerely hope that when the waters subside we continue to support and help each other until the last bag is empty and everyone is home safe.
1 comment:
You are absolutely right. It's times like these you find out what you are made of. We are all capable of compassion and selflessness and the ability to cooperate. This type of situation is the perfect opportunity to show it. A community that comes together to help each other out is a wonderful thing. You all should be very proud of yourselves! Stay strong, stay safe!
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