We live 4 miles from the Alabama / Tennessee state line. So yes, we were in the middle of all that tornado trouble this past Wednesday. We had no electricity all day Wednesday (it went out sometime Tuesday night), and spent a large part of the day in a dark basement with little battery-powered lanterns for light. I got plenty of exercise running up and down the stairs! We’d think the storms were over, go upstairs, and uh-oh, the weatherman says another is coming and “take your tornado precautions!” And there we’d go, back down to the basement.
There are toppled trees all around us. Others have been split by the high winds or actual tornadoes, and part of the trees are broke off and on the ground. The Bradford Pears that are so popular in subdivisions don’t fare too well in high wind. That soft wood just can’t take it. But there were oaks toppled or in pieces too!
We were very fortunate that we didn’t get a direct hit from the tornadoes skipping around the area. We had a lot of tree limbs down, but not any entire trees. (Well, we haven’t walked back in the woods… no telling what’s happened there.) Our walnuts, oaks and elms lost a lot of small branches and some bigger ones. One big branch fell off a walnut tree and landed right by the peafowl aviary.
Of course, several smaller limbs DID hit the aviary and it looks a little worse for wear, but at least the netting didn’t get all torn up like it would have if the bigger branch had smacked down on it.
There were some branches blown into other odd places, like this one:
And we had to move branches like these off the driveway so we could drive out.
Most of the day the guineas stayed out in the rain, even though they have shelters!
I suppose if a tornado had went right through here, it would have ended up pretty fowl! No telling where the guineas would have ended up.
Once the winds and tornadoes were done for the day, the water started rising.
That’s not unusual. After particularly heavy rains, the creek usually gets out of bounds and goes over the low part of the road.
But it didn’t stop there.
Nope, for the first time since we built our lovely spring-fed pond, the flood waters got up and over the berm, and flowed into the pond.
I took the above picture from the far side of the pond, between it and the creek. I didn’t get to stay there long. The water just kept getting higher, and pretty soon it was where it had never been before and I had to MOVE!
The water not only flowed into the pond for the first time ever, it came on out the other side and flowed around behind it also, and into the bottom pasture.
Not only did the pond get contaminated and water flow through it and into the pasture, but the water got so high it completely covered the bridge across the creek.
That’s something I’ve never seen in all the years we’ve lived here! There is usually one high spot visible during a flood.
Yesterday we started cleaning up. The critters enjoyed the leaves off the downed branches.
And although we didn’t loose our roof, we picked up some roof and soffit materials from someone else’s house… who knows where.
Despite the inconvenience of no electricity for a day and a half, we are much better off than neighbors to the south of us who will not have electricity for 5-7 days. And maybe we’re all lucky Browns Ferry Nuclear Power Plant didn’t take a direct hit, but just lost all the feeder lines.
Just a couple days after the storm and it all looks pretty serene here. . .
We’ve pretty much cleaned up around the farm, and if it wasn’t for the muddy pond, you’d never know we had such storms.
Sadly, it will take many of our neighbors that took direct hits from the tornadoes a very long time to put things to right, and some things will never be the same.
We’ve had a lot of rain lately, and it rained pretty much all last night and on into the morning. Anytime we get very much rain, it means the creek bordering one side of our property is going to flood. Fortunately, it floods the road AFTER you get past our driveway!
The water had receded somewhat by the time Toby and I went out to the mailbox, so this isn’t as bad as it got. Otherwise we might not have gotten cheeky enough to walk through the flood waters to get to the bridge.
I figured if Toby could make it, so could I, and off we went. I stopped mid-way and took a picture of the water going off the edge of the road. . .
And here’s the same section of the road, and more, taken from off to the side.
The cat-who-thinks-he’s-a-dog was still enough of a cat that he declined to join the party and frolic in the water.
We took our crazy selves and walked towards the top of the bridge. I took this picture right before we got there. It’s the side of the creek flowing to and under the bridge.
There are actually TWO culverts, but you can’t see the one closest to the front of the picture. It’s completely submerged in the flood waters.
The water really rushes out of the submerged culvert!
After we got our exercise walking around in the flood waters, we headed back home. I noticed we have a new little reflecting pond in the back of the The Farmer’s pick-up truck:
And that’s the way it is, on another rainy day of the monsoon season in the south.
I’ve been pretty busy lately with a writing project, so haven’t posted much here. I thought this would be a good time to do a photo round-up of pictures from around the farm this week.
Monday we had a thunderstorm with heavy rain and a tornado watch. I watched but I didn’t see anything, thankfully. Just lots of rain that came down in a hurry and made puddles and streams in the backyard…
We did have some pretty strong winds, even if there was no tornado in evidence. You can see how the birdfeeder is swinging in the wind in this picture. . .
Once it stopped raining, Toby and I walked down the road towards the creek. He decided it would be fun to wade through the floodwater running over the road.
The next day it was bright and sunny and showing signs of spring all over the place. The miniature daffodils are blooming around the big oak tree in the front yard.
I noticed the wildflowers are making an appearance also, like this dandelion and violet.
Those colors would have been good when I was going to high school, since our school colors were purple and gold!
I especially enjoy the quince bush blooms.
I can remember the quince bush that grew by our steps going down the hill where I grew up. This is part of that bush.
And last, we have a stark reminder of what happens when The Farmer decides to trim things:
He decided instead of having crepe myrtle trees they could be tall bushes. Guess we’ll see how they react to such drastic pruning!
And that’s the way it is around the farm. Have a great weekend!
There sure seems to be a lot of rain lately. Of course, I guess that’s better than the snow some places are getting. But it’s awfully soggy around here.
Toby and I went for a walk to the mailbox, which means going by the pond.
As usual when it rains for any length of time, the creek is backed up and overflowing across the road.
Also as usual, there is a big chunk of tree stuck in front of the openings of the culverts under the road.
Of course our farm collie Toby doesn’t mind traipsing through a little flood waters!
In fact, he considers it such a leisurely stroll, he even stops to get a drink.
And since HE is walking through flood waters, well he figures the human should too.
Okay, okay, what’s it matter if I get cold, wet feet! I’m coming already!