The Dam Spillway Overfloweth!

 The Dam Spillway Overfloweth!

 

Have not seen the spillway overflow like this in a very long time, but someone posted a picture of the water gushing out and the drainage creek three-quarters full. According to the weather station give to me by Clint and Sandy, we have received over nine inches of rain since the station was reset. Dear Hearts, that is a LOT of rain. But according to the city of WF, we are still in drought stage one. Lake Arrowhead is currently at only 75%, but it will undoubtedly be rising as the Little Wichita River fills that sucker from all the area draining into it. An article online this morning said that a considerable area of agricultural land—read wheat farms—are currently under water. Some of the oil producing wells are also under water. From one extreme to another, that’s Texas.

 

Maria came today and cleaned my house. The floors look and feel so very nice. She is such a good, sweet lady. She understands dogs, too. But then, she compares them to small children. When she got here this morning, she rang the cow bell out front, but neither the dogs nor the old woman heard the bell. Guess we’ll have to get another one of those stupid battery-operated door bells that make enough noise to be heard next door. Anyway, even if the dogs track into the living room, the house feels good to me.

 

We had a small rain shower a bit ago that was full of little “clicks” of ice. It did not last long, but both dogs were right under my feet. Know how they feel. Told Patty about how Mom used to watch the storms when we were children and yell, “HIT the floor!” We always knew exactly what that meant—a trip to the cellar! And it never, EVER failed to happen on May 24 each year. Something about Clay County and storms with lots of red clay running water down the cellar door staining any item of clothing always made Mom irritated. At least last night when the dogs hunkered down in the hall with me during the tornado watch (coming up from Archer County), we didn’t have to do any running to a cellar. Several friends were praying that the storm would veer away from WF. Praising God and thanking my friends for their prayers.

 

Will ask that you all say a prayer for Sharon Dickerson and her sons. David is back home after having a small stroke, but the other son is still out of touch and can’t come home. If a mother knows anything in life, it is that she will always love her children, no matter what. Well, a good mother loves her children. My brother told me of a friend of theirs whose mother was basically a biological bag of nasties. That happens, but it seems to me that a true mother always holds her children in her heart just as much as she held them in her womb. God is like that, so maybe that is why He made mothers.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.