Fay has stalled once again. And she’s dumping water on us like crazy. Not as much wind as they expected by any means, but rain, rain, and more rain. The weatherfolk say we’ve gotten over 30 inches in the last couple of days, which is two-thirds the amount of rain we usually get for an entire year.
Mom’s doctor, who makes house calls, called to say he’s not making house calls today. He got stuck on a flooded road.
There are tadpoles swimming in the little pool that has formed at the bottom of our driveway. Newspapers haven’t been delivered in two days. Nor has the mail. “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds,” indeed!