And We’re in a Landlocked Area?

The flood­ing and such from var­i­ous hur­ri­canes has­n’t real­ly affect­ed me direct­ly in the past — not in any sig­nif­i­cant way. I knew that it was real, and a prob­lem for many peo­ple, but that’s dif­fer­ent from real­ly see­ing the effects of the waters.

And as it is, my direct per­son­al expe­ri­ence is real­ly mild. This morn­ing, it was a toss-up as to whether we’d be able to get back to the house after we left it, as both sides of the egress road from our neigh­bor­hood were flood­ed. The waters had reced­ed by the time Katie and I got home and she took a few pho­tos of one side.

I was too busy ear­li­er with try­ing to stay on the road, know­ing that miss­ing the road by less than 6″ in places would turn the van over into a nasty culvert.

We passed a near­by car deal­er­ship this after­noon and could only see the tops of the tallest SUVs over the water. Every­thing else was hid­den. I imag­ine they’re going to be hav­ing lots of sales short­ly. I was too busy dri­ving to try tak­ing pho­tos, and Katie was nap­ping ’til I woke her to look at the spectacle.

The Red Cross has opened a shel­ter for dis­placed fam­i­lies right here in Cobb County.

I can’t begin to imag­ine what it’s like in coastal areas. 

Y’all be care­ful, okay?