Nothing really happened here but the usual annoying rain and mud.
I’m a mile from the river and the mountain runoff mostly keeps itself to the dry run parallel to my house.
The sketchy part is I live in a boggy holler and the underground springs are really close to the surface.
Ground won’t abide “ extra” water.
When Arthur the Doberman’s bucket was low, he’d just go over to the big ol weeping willow in the lowest part of the yard and dig a few inches until he got himself a drink.
Even during a drought ( which we never have anymore, having become pretty much a rain forest) you could kick a couple clods of dirt up and see water.
I have only have blood family in Gatlinburg but all these people are my honorary kinfolk.
I can’t explain that.
It’s a Hillbilly Thing.
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Sounds like you live on top of a sponge. I went from sponge (NC)to the bone dry desert. The winters here are easier on my bones but I miss being able to grow just about anything.
And I know what you mean about family. I am redneck hillbilly myself. And cannot imagine living any other way.
I am glad that your holler was spared. 30” of rain all at one time is a disaster. Continued prayers for all those affected by Helene.