This Week at Iten's Acres: The Year of the Flood July 11, 2013

The deluge of the last fortnight has been astounding.  Not only has it rained every day, it has stormed every day.  I don't think that in my seven plus years here in Morrow County that we have ever had so much rain. (And if I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, I never exaggerate!)  Last night--supposedly the last for awhile--was one of the biggest and definitely one of the loudest.  Ba-boom.  Even Homesteader was a little psycho.  Well, she's always a little psycho, but last night a little more than normal.  "More than normal psycho."  Hmmm, I digress.  The swamp is right up to the road.  I feel sorry for the poor agrarian who planted corn right adjacent to the swamp.  His crop is doing swimmingly.
It's difficult to judge the effect of the constant watering on the flowers and fauna of Iten's Acres--especially in the wild area and meadow margins and the bog.  "Extrapolating" (cool math word, eh?) from the impact on the regular flower beds, I would have to guess that the weeds are taller and thicker than normal.  Some of the weeds are, of course, beautiful wild flowers in their time, so perhaps fall will be even more stunning than "usual."  Can you really call stunningly gorgeous "usual"?
Some of the flowers have bloomed later.  Some of the flowers have literally risen to the challenge and are as tall as the weeds to be sure they get seen and admired.  The day lilies in particular are great adapters.  The lilies themselves don't necessarily grow taller, they just make sure that the stems with the buds on them climb high enough to catch a few rays.  One day as I meander the paths, just "weeds."  The next day, surprise!, day lily blooms!  I do like surprises.
Today, though, "seeing is believing."  Nary a drop of rain.  Luscious blue skies decorated with white fluffy clouds slowly edging over my head and away to wherever clouds go to spend the evening.  The swallows, blue birds, and indigo buntings all flew by to say "hello" as I sat musing on the green throne.  It's still a splash splash walk everywhere.  But the rain is over for awhile.  The County Commission will hopefully see the error of their rashness and withdraw their petition to the powers that be (The Forty Day and Forty Night Bureau) to rename the area Morrow Lake and, hopefully, they will also drop their request to make house boats an acceptable residence.  As for me, my only problem is what to do with all this gopher wood.