Flooding Leave Me High and Wet

In case anyone from some other place has heard about Cascadia's flooding, the good news is my home in Hillsboro is fine. We sit on top of a butte, bluff, or big flat hill of some sort and I haven't yet found the nearest stream to my apartment. (I usually know such things but just haven't found anything in walking distance.)

Everything is pretty wet outside, what wasn't killed by last weeks frosts is drooping from so much heavy rain. But the roof and ceiling have held so Robin and I are warm and dry.

I guess this is the heaviest rain since the Great Flood of '96! It's not that it was that bad, but we just don't get many downpours and even when we do, they don't last for days and days -- this one went for 4-5 days depending where you are at and how you count it. We call this sort of tropical downpour "The Pineapple Express."

Now while I've been whining for months that I want the rains to come, this isn't exactly what I had in mind. But I'll take any rain over months of endless, miserable sunshine! It just makes one wonder if we are really heading into a spell of climatic feast and famine...