We don't live there anymore, but we still own a house in Tennessee. You know, the place where everything's under eight feet of water right now? Somewhere between Nashville and Memphis there's a cute little ranch house that sits waaaaaaay up on a hill. Everybody laughed when we bought it. The driveway was so steep we had to get a running start to get all the way up in our van. One of the first things we did was have a new one cut, at a more gradual incline.
Anyway, we still own that house, and there's a lovely lady and four children who live in it.
It is not unusual to have some flooding there every spring. It's expected, and the culverts they put in are 6, 8, or 10 feet in diameter to handle all the water.
This year was an exception. Here's the road that leads to our house:
The main road:
The main road in the other direction:
Sticky Bean and his mama out surveying the damage:
Be thankful ~