Last night I heard a strange noise and it woke me up. Rain on the roof! It has been months since I have heard rain. The rain really helps the snow to melt.
Here is the Nishnabotna River in our back yard. (I have no idea what that means, but it is what Steve calls the swail that fills with water often.)
In the top right corner, you can see the pasture is flooded and partially frozen. So my friend Sammi was worried about the cows standing in that water. They aren’t. They are in the other pasture that is higher and gated off from this one.
That swail runs into the swampy part of our property. The birds were above it all. Isn’t she a beauty?
Lots of rivers and creeks are rising and flooding. The grocery store parking lot was flooded today, which made it tricky for lots of people who were trying to drive or walk through it.
And these guys were REALLY happy. A flock of 60 (Steve counted, not me) headed right over to the neighbor’s corn field.
this one is for Vicki…. because she likes chickadees.