We are temporarily changing the name of Fargo to Lottawater. It started raining here last Friday night. Then continued Saturday, then Sunday, then all day Monday and on into Tuesday. I really don’t know how much rain that we have had. Nobody has gauges that hold that much. The mesonet at Woodward reads 7.85″. We are kind of in that same red color scheme so there you go. Basically, a shit load!
I moved does out from under the red barn on Monday night. Moving does, while the ground is wet, is a dang neart impossible job. The water is in the corrals and within feet of the barn. I decided to get them to higher ground, just in case.
I have only seen water this high in the corrals once in my lifetime. Uncle Jim was here tonight to survey the situation. He told Tammy that this is the fullest that he has seen the pond and the highest in the corrals that he has seen it.
The buck pens on the north side of the road are washed out. Those 5 mature bucks are all staying under that port-a-hut shed. None wanting to drop the soap, all ready for some dry weather. The wind has not ever been bad but it has came from different directions. Just enough to make sure that all undersides of sheds and feed troughs on feeders are wet. There is no dry. Just saturated.
The hay that was swathed 11 days ago is still in the windrow. The solar electric fence charger went dead because there hasn’t been sunlight since last week. Luckily, we didn’t need the solar water wells to work this week. Agriculture in paradise. Normally, not enough rain. Then too much. It is what it is.
I got home after dark tonight. Duke had done chores. So, we turned on the tube and looked for something to watch. “There’s Something About Mary” was on. I hadn’t seen it in years and Duke had never seen it. Dang dude, that is still a funny flick.
Stay dry. Keep calm. Get the goat blankets out because it looks like it is about time to start blanketing show goats. I’m glad that we don’t have many goats around here right now.
Have a good one and a better tomorrow.