Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Lord willing and the creek don't rise

Ooops... too late, the creek rose. And rose... and rose.

The private road off the "highway" to our farm is about a mile long. Just off the highway, the road crosses a cute little creek where we sometimes see deer coming down for a drink. After the last few days of rain and ice melt, the cute little creek ain't so cute.



It finally made it to the point where Craig's redneck truck won't cross it, so we're totally flooded in. Recently he tried to cross the creek and the spare tire underneath the truck washed out of its little holder and floated down stream. The tire is currently hung up on a log, so we'll have to wade for it as soon as the water recedes a bit.

The massive amount of water has made it almost impossible to feed the cows. The boot sucking, knee breaking mud is so deep that we almost have to wear waders out to the field.

The ducks are enjoying it, though! Now where did I put that ark?

2 comments:

  1. That looks a little less than no fun at all. Y'all able to get out yet?

    -Sec

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  2. Yeah we finally made it out later that night, we had to go get some milk to feed the babies.

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