#BCflooding I was up at 5:30 this morning doomscrolling news on the floods that washed out highways, towns and train tracks in my province of British Columbia. When the news hit yesterday (or was it the day before) I was stunned, sort of numb to it, not really taking in the meaning. After all, the sun was shining now, the torrent had stopped, and life looked like it was going back to normal. Outside my bubble, this clearly wasn’t the case. Infrastructure had been washed away in a day. Vancouver cut off. A huge and heavy barge threatened to crash against a bridge. Can anyone save the farm animals from the impending flood if the pumps fail?
I love what you said about finding our way to protect all life, or to stay apart and unprotected. Bless you, bless us all in these unprecedented times. Thanks for sharing.
You as well my dear. We have had a lot of rain and the creeks are rushing, in these mountains always a chance of flooding. The rain has calmed and soon will turn to snow, so we are hoping the threat is passed. Your expression of our collective need to help each other was so well said.
Right back to you! I think we both agree that writing can soothe and clarify, giving words to feelings we can only sense as we fumble along in the dark.
Thank you.
and thanks to you for reading and caring, always!
I love what you said about finding our way to protect all life, or to stay apart and unprotected. Bless you, bless us all in these unprecedented times. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Laverne! Stay safe and connected in the interior!
You as well my dear. We have had a lot of rain and the creeks are rushing, in these mountains always a chance of flooding. The rain has calmed and soon will turn to snow, so we are hoping the threat is passed. Your expression of our collective need to help each other was so well said.
I love Gurdeep and his Bhangra!
Isn't he great? I've been following him on Twitter for a while now and he's persistently expansive and loving and always makes me smile.
Thank you for your huge heart and immense wisdom, Carol.
Right back to you! I think we both agree that writing can soothe and clarify, giving words to feelings we can only sense as we fumble along in the dark.
A cry from the heart. So beautifully said.
Thanks, Don, for your understanding.