By now perhaps many of you are aware of the terrible late winter storm that we flatlanders here in the Midwest have experienced. It’s not as if we weren’t warned; we were. More than 3 days ahead of the storm it became ‘the news’ of our region. Already cancelations of event closings were being broadcast on t.v., newsprint and radio. It called for the beginnings of very warm moist air pushing up from the South and then colliding with cold artic air 24 hours later. Hence what we received were 2 full days of driving hard rains with high winds. The final punishment was three inches of heavy wet snow. The end result of this concoction was wide spread massive flooding. It was fast and brutal. The ground was still frozen from our unrelenting artic air we endured most of the past 4 months. With heavy rains falling on frozen ground and snow pac it was a recipe for disaster. We witnessed the farm land below us filling rapidly with rain run off from the upper water shed and smaller creeks that empty into the Clay Creek. Low lying roads and some bridges were washed away. Two small communities in our neighbor state of Nebraska were all but washed away. The western part of our state suffered as well, especially cattle ranchers.
Despite the tragedy and losses, there is still beauty after the raging storm died out. Late last evening we witnessed the landing of an enormous migrating flock of artic geese on the flooded fields below us. They came in at dusk and were slow to rise this morning. By noon the noise they were making was equivalent to a football stadium of cheering crowds. It was an awesome site to behold as they took flight once again, heading to their summer breeding grounds to the North.
And this evening we were reminded that a new day will begin again and the Vernal Equinox is but 48 hours away. Hurry Spring!