It never rains but it slides.
You go look, of course.
At least, this is what I did, and in the two weeks that followed that initial observation, two inches became two feet. The hill above the house was (and is still) sliding--creeping--steadily downward, surrounding the house and threatening to take it along for the ride. An underground spring seems to be struggling with the incredible amount of water this area received over the last several months (it was the Wettest Winter of All Time, according to the locals), and the ground can't handle all the extra running water.
The last two weeks have been a whirlwind for this family as they evacuate their home and take measures to save it at the same time. Earth-moving machinery, water-diverting tactics, and lots of prayers later, the ground is still moving, but at least everyone is safe and they were afforded enough warning and time to rescue the contents of their home. That is more than a lot of people are given in a natural disaster, and they consider themselves blessed.
Once again I'm watching someone else in a life-altering event, marveling at their courage and fortitude as they work with what's been handed to them. I only hope that when my time comes to walk the valley of the shadow, I can do so with as much confidence and determination as I have seen in my neighbors these last 2 weeks.
Posted 04-07-2011 at 06:34 by pugman