As we got closer to home the clouds were getting darker and heavier. By the time we got home it was really coming down. Foolishly we stayed in the car for a few minutes; we could see the boys were in the shed and no sight of the minis, so we thought all were good.
When we got out we ran for the porch. Got soaked anyway. The dogs didn't want to leave the stoop, preferring to wait. When they did venture out the mulch on the back side of the shed was floating. He realized there was water coming through the basement door - the sump pump failed (again)! and the window-well was full of water, like an aquarium, again. ARGH!
The downspout was clogged with Maple helicopter seed pods, and the sump pump had clogged on debris in the staircase. Luckily we have two wet vacs!
Crisis averted. Cleaned up quickly, back to our real life. As we are sitting in the front room he noticed that traffic was going slowly down the hill. Could a bicylist be out on this wet afternoon? Out the side window all you can see is tree trunks, so I looked out the bedroom window, noticing that the roadway was BROWN - uh oh.
I got my muck boots on and walked down through the pasture. Water was up over the bridge, cars were stopped on both side of the creek.
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