It rained again yesterday. Frequent flooding has become part of our new normal. A week or so ago, we got 4 inches (in one evening) and one of the high schools flooded out. Trees are coming down willy nilly these days (even when it isn't raining) because the roots are so flooded and the soil is loose. There are new ponds of flood puddles at the park:
And some paths never seem to dry out:
Then there are the dreaded sinkholes which occur frequently in this area.
It's hard on Scout because she relies on a number of good walks to work off her energy.
There are a lot of changes that have occurred during the past year or so and there is no use complaining about things. We re-adapt. Before the stroke, Carol used to come down every evening and we would watch a variety of (often political) shows together. She visits far less these days as she is getting three kinds of therapy to help her. She still gets confused frequently and tires easily.
So we watch British Baking Show episodes together and then I walk her home (she lives two houses away). It is really difficult for her because she is aware of all that she can't do yet and is frustrated. We do both really love the Baking Show! It ends the day on such a nice note!
We had snow squalls on Saturday and are expecting a real storm tomorrow. From what I have observed over my 60 some years, snow in November has been a bad omen and means frequent snow storms through the winter. I just hope I'm wrong with this prediction.
Scout and I still spend a lot of time in our local parks when the weather permits. She enjoys visiting her dog friends and can't wait to get there in the morning!
This year the trees barely turned color and some trees seem really confused like this one which blossomed lately; the flowers are still clinging to the trees!
On a sadder note, Swan Solo is missing from the park. I haven't seen him in over a month and I'm afraid he has passed. This swan has been living among the ducks and geese alone for years. I really loved him and always wished he could have a mate.
He's been here so long--heck our dog Paddie was still with us when he settled in the park and she passed in 2010. But I read that swans can live up to 24-33 years.
Eventually I will do a quilt tribute to Swan Solo. I'd like to make a quilt where I give him lots of friends and a choice of mates but I'm a little too sad to take that on right now. Hopefully, we will have a pair of swans move into the parks and be able to enjoy a happy couple!
In the meantime, we are still enjoying our local heron, Big Blue:
Are you thinking of preparing for Christmas yet? I decided I had to focus on that now since my Mom is getting a knee replacement in December. I'm trying to work on a totally gluten free menu so my husband can eat all that is on the buffet.
There is a Chinese proverb that states: "the wise adapt themselves to circumstances, as water moulds itself to the pitcher." I have been thinking about that a lot this past week as I recognize so many changes that have occurred this past year.
I'm finding ways to create peace in my world. Often I find doing simple things helps the most and so does structure. I recently completed two rough drafts and am taking a break to sew, bake, and house clean.
I hope you are having a good week! Don't forget to visit LeeAnne's blog Not Afraid of Color for positive posts!