Arrived home from the Eastern Shore Monday night to 4 inches of water in my basement. Since our basement "never floods," we had left all kinds of things stacked on the floor, including boxes of books and letters and papers from my childhood and youth. Arg! I spent yesterday going through it all and found that much, thankfully, could be salvaged. But what a nightmare. Go see the Al Gore movie? I'm living it, baby...
I looked for a flood poem to post here, but ran out of time. Check out a whole section of poems on the weather at the Poetry Foundation here
. Or send me a good Force of Nature poem and I'll post it.
Back to the drink!