On The Mend and more

In addition to not feeling great because of Lyme disease I have been swamped in preparation for a new project. More on that later.

In the meantime the rains continue to devastate the northeast. These are not gentle rains. These are steady pours running off an already saturated ground. They are the last vestiges of tropical storm Lee. There is no more absorption possible.

I toured the region today and saw raging rivers when once passive water flowed; uncut corn fields flooded ear corn high; wide rivers with no discernible banks; new waterfalls cascading off mountain roads creating a postcard setting where none existed before.

All creatures great and small are hungry in times of abnormality you can sense it. The fluttering around the feeders indicates an awareness only they can sense at least I think so. There is unusual wild Turkey activity in the field; a six point buck and his harem bed down in an open meadow. All creatures know when earth vibrations are different. We haven’t learned it yet.