As the World Drowned…

There are slight drizzles. Light downpours. Fierce milds. Occasional rain.

And then sometimes, the skies open and the rapture begins.

I was in Colorado during the latest reckoning. Drowned teenagers, houses swept away, cars crushed, dams burst… Nature made a good old mess of it all.

And where we? Three grown-ups and a german sheperd holed up in a small camper with vodka grapefruit for sustenance and old western movies for company. Snug as a bug in a rug.

Happy Flooding


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