22 Feet High and Rising

I'm not giving my torturous oral exams right now because I had to come home while I could still cross the bridge and help the Mister pull everything from the basement. The river was 14 feet at 7 am. 22+ at noon. Watch at home via the USGS.

Luckily, the Mister can swim

Some scenes from last week's flood from our house (see post below the mole for the link to the arial photographs). Interestingly, during the same week, the Mister's parents lost several windows to golf ball sized hail flying in over 60 mph winds, my parents' cat-sitter threw a party at their house while they were in Seattle and I was blissfully ignorant gaining the Raleigh in my family state capital competition. The "before" (aka "dry") pictures are from May 2007, so when you're not being overwhelmed by how much water we had, you can notice how much the plants have grown. The white building behind our carport sits on a tall, full sized garage.