A couple weeks ago “a few aviaries” landed at 53VG. Normally, visitors
flying in for a visit, land over on the runway but this mass formation team chose the shorter alternative – the front lawn.

It's hard to even imagine what happens when a foot of rain falls in eight hours. Fortunately form many on the Eastern Shore, the answer was short lived.

The farmhouse stayed safe and dry. However, at one point, more than half the front lawn was under water Aswan the side yard.

What was a big surprise was the runway at 53VG was under water (actually about 1200 ft of it). After further investigation, it became obvious what had happened – the road had flooded and was acting like a river, feeding anywhere and everywhere the water could go.

Thankfully, the farm has well draining soil and less than a day later, all the water on and around the runway was gone. The same was true for the front and side lawns. Even the drainage ditches were mostly empty. Of course, the farm is “high ground” so I would suspect low lying coastal roads have plenty of water along the sides.

The warm weather a breeze is helping evaporation but with the side effect of lots of humidity.

A positive note is that the wetlands – which I had noted were pumped dry by the adjacent tomato farm – is once again wet. Between the direct rainfall and all of the runoff, the wetlands are not only full, but it is once again feeding the tomato farm's irritation pond.

At one point in the storm, there was a short pause in the rain. There was even a single hole in the clouds with a small patch of blue sky visible. No sooner had the rain stopped, a chorus of frogs started calling out. It was a pretty cool sound and surprisingly loud. It didn't last very long and the rain started dumping once again from the skies.

You really never know who you Might run into when out in the dark of night. Zen and I nearly ran through this spider’s web. Actually, Zen ran right under it totally unaware. Fortunate for me, I caught the eery sight in as the flashlight passed through the web. Also fortunate, the iPhone was with my … though that is less fortune since I’m getting in the habit of having it in my pocket … as predicted.

With last night’s rain, the sand indoor the patio bricks was nice and wet so when the ants dug out from their “flood”, the grains of sand piled high.

The resulting sand castles will not last long but make for an interesting sight.

Simple things to amuse and catch our attention as we consider the start of another day – with an espresso in hand, of course. (hmmm … I wonder what would happen if ants liked espresso ?!

A deer runs away. OK, so what? I’m the one who started the deer but what happened before that was pretty cool …

Zen saw the deer.

The deer saw Zen.

The deer was curious about Zen.

Zen was curious about the deer.

Zen lost interest but the deer kept watching.

The deer lost interest and Zen returned to watching.

The deer saw me.

The deer ran away.

The End.