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| Old field asters near the river. I took this photo a dew days ago. |
It is dim and damp out, thanks to a heavy overcast and intermittent showers—some of them heavy—which began with a thunderstorm about 3:30 a.m. Additional rain is pretty much the outlook for the remainder of today. The same pattern is expected to last throughout Wednesday. The river is already up by several feet, and will likely continue to rise for awhile—the first round of high water we've had in months. Not that I expect it to become worrisome.
I'm still stiff and sore and gimping around to the point of near-incapacity from working on our woodpile most of Saturday, plus what litte we could manage yesterday. That's about par for my decrepit back…after just one day of mediocre work, I need several days of recovery before I can again walk upright without pain, or lift anything heavier than a cup of coffee. If I were a horse, someone would have shot me long ago and hauled my sorry carcass off to the fertilizer factory.
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Yesterday morning, my daughter, son-in-law, fellow-father-in-law, along with a family friend and her twin daughters, were all on the way to church when they were T-boned by an elderly driver trying to make a left turn. The impact spun them around, popped the side-panel airbags, front and rear, and did significant damage to my daughter's new Honda Accord. However, God was watching over everything, protecting, guiding, minimizing, caring. Other than a few bumps and a bad scare, everyone—including the other driver—was unharmed. Cars can be repaired or replaced; family and friends are precious beyond words and irreplaceable. I'm grateful the auto's safety systems worked, glad that no one was injured, and more than anything, thankful to God for His countless blessings.
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10 comments:
GRIZZ - oh my, I am SO relieved that the accident, although scary, proved to be of little physical consequence. Yes, God was watching and caring and loving, Amen.
ANd I so hear you about how back breaking wood stacking is, well, Skipp knows way better. He too could barely move after several hours of hauling and stacking. And even though I didn't do the heavy stuff I was out there snapping wood and also delivering food and water to sustain - we did have the cooler weather at that time so it helped to finish the job. Now, if this horrid tropical heat and humidity would leave we could actually enjoy the out doors. :-)
Happy Monday
Love Gail
peace......
p.s. our grandson Joel(he is 9), is coming over after school and we are making homemade pizzas! :-)
Quite right Grizz. Cars don't matter at all in these circumstances - it is people every time. Glad everyone came out unscathed.
Oh, thank God.... Grizz.
What a scary thought....
Gail…
In spite of morning rain and the weatherman's prediction, today has turned out nice here in my corner of the state. My back isn't much better—though no worse, either, which is something—and I've not done anything outside. But I have made a big pot of chili, which is in its final hour or two of simmering, all the while smelling up the cottage rather delightfully.
Hope the pizza with the grandson goes great. Thank you for comments re. my daughter and all. God is good, always.
Weaver…
Me, too. Material things are nothing compared to the health and safety of those you love.
Robin…
Thank God, indeed. I am so grateful. And thank you…
Oh my--such accidents are so scary. Great damage to the car, but little damage to people. Except to psyches, of course. Makes one fearful.
KGMom…
Yes, it does…and that psyche damage ripples outward beyond those directly involved to include fathers of daughters and family and friends of friends.
I'm glad you're not a horse, Grizz.
And I'm grateful your daughter and family are okay.
Hope you feel better soon.
Jain…
Yeah, me too…course I'd doubtless be a mule rather than a horse. Do they shoot mules, or just give 'em a whoomping big whack with a poleaxe? For what it's worth, I am feeling reasonably good today for a semi-geezer.
I trust you're getting geared up for autumn. Finally, a season we can enjoy!
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