A Walker in Galoshes

The rain gauge says we received more than two inches last night. And it's still raining. There are more flash flood warnings, which we take seriously around here, honeycombed as we are with the rivulets and tributaries of Little Difficult Run.

I read today that unlike hurricanes and tornadoes, flash floods are as deadly now as they were years ago. The main reason: People drive into deep water.

What about walking into deep water? Less of a problem, obviously, since most of us aren't strolling through a thunderstorm. But still, it's time for caution. For changing the route. For umbrellas and ponchos and galoshes.

One of these days we'll have summer. Until then, I'll keep checking the rain gauge.

(Speaking of rain gauges, the bamboo makes a pretty good one.)