The tipping point

An inch of rain and steady temperatures in the high 30s (even at night) were enough to stir the sleeping beast that will be this spring flood. Our little river jumped out of its banks overnight. Overland flooding is filling the fields and ditches. The gates on the culverts had to be closed to prevent water from backing up into our yard. Our yard is surrounded by an earthen dike, making it a giant bowl of snow. That snow is melting now and it has no place to go. We will live on a lake until the river recedes.