Tuesday, February 5, 2008
The one-and-a-third inches of rain that fell yesterday has left the ground sodden and sloppy. A walk out Chapman Ridge to DeWayne’s Tree was a bit of a slog, dare I say "soppy." The advantage of living on a ridge is that they dry out first; the water slowing seeps to the lowlands below. Spring Creek is swollen, its banks slippery. You'd have to splosh through the meadow bordering Cherokee Bluff. Yesterday’s rain also allows a writer to unpack all of those wonderfully sensual “s” words that have been stored away because of the drought that has stymied the southeast. Oops, I left out squishy.