Sunday was the scariest day that I can remember in a long, long, time.  It started raining and it didn’t stop until Monday morning!  Our back yard normally looks something like this:

Backyard Brookgreen Dr.

Backyard Brookgreen Dr.

Not too awfully exciting, unless you like dandelions!   On Sunday morning around 11:30 am I started trying to take pictures in the rain.  Here is the side yard at that time, you can see the creek has overflowed into the yard :

Creek has crested the bank

Creek has crested the bank

Then at 1:30 pm it was getting closer and coming up around the front side of the house:

Side Yard Water - 1:30 PM

Side Yard Water - 1:30 PM

At 4:45 pm we thought we had dodged the bullet, it had slowed down and receded back to here:

We thought it was done at 4:45PM

Then at 7:30 pm we were here:

OMG! at  7:30 pm!

OMG! at 7:30 pm!

And here:

One inch below the back porch

One inch below the back porch

We started freaking out a little, and all the fiber and yarn and my gorgeous spinning wheels went up to the second floor . . .  the cat carriers were brought down, the dogs were brought in.   Our son was stranded at work, so we sent him to his apartment in Lexington.  We swept water out of the garage,  had a general pow-wow with the neighbor on our left.  Then tried to sleep.  In the morning the sun was out and the yard looked like this:

Monday Morning:  6:30 am

Monday Morning: 6:30 am

Thank you, God.  We have a lot of water in the crawl space, but not high enough to hit the insulation, or the floor joists.  We were so very, very lucky, and we are so very, very  thankful.  The sump pump is churning it out –