We have received 9 – 10 inches of rain from Saturday night through Monday evening. At last look at my bucket it had about 9 inches in it and we received a bit more after that.
I am including some pictures. The Creek has gotten as high as I ever remember, and it got higher than any of the past five years we have lived here for sure.
These pictures are in our backyard.
The following pictures are down stream at our swimming area, and called the Whirlhole, and the road down to the hole.
“The king’s heart is in the hand of the LORD, Like the rivers of water; He turns it wherever He wishes.” Proverbs 21:1
That is how it is on the banks of Flat Creek.
She left us for a time; as I wrote of yesterday. She was gone most of the day Sunday, and all day Monday, at least until late afternoon. Wouldn’t it be interesting to know where she had been, or to see the world through a dogs eyes; or to hear through a dogs ears. You know; the fly on the wall thing.
We can be in a conversation with someone; a personal conversation; and if a child or even at times an adult comes up we change topics quickly, or go quiet really quick, but if a dog is near… it doesn’t matter.
Well, anyway the Little Girl came back. I guess she decided this was home now. It also proves that my thinking about her finding her owners was wrong.
Madge and I were getting ready to eat supper last evening, I looked out the patio door where Archer had been laying just minutes before, and there lay Little Girl. Just like that she was here again. I went to the door and opened it then reached down to pet her; which she enjoyed. I then went out to give her and Archer some food. She ate, then came and got a drink of water. Believe it or not I was glad to see her back.
Little Girl was wet like she had just came up from the Creek; that’s Flat Creek. For those few who read this; you have probably noticed that I end the post with something about Flat Creek in every article; like the one I just wrote or like this…
From along the banks of Flat Creek.
Though I am not often proud of the things I do; or some things which I leave undone; I am glad to have the name Timothy Alden Blankenship. I go by Tim. My friends, and maybe those who aren’t my friends call me by that name of maybe some other name even such as Timmy.
The name Timothy has a biblical meaning: It means “Honoring God”. The only way I honor God is due to the love and grace of God my Savior Jesus Christ. I know that I fall far short of being perfect. I don’t even try to be perfect. I do expect perfection on the day I see Him face to face.
My goal in life is to honor God, and glorify His name.
-Tim A. Blankenship