Chickens. And more rain. Wheee.

Tropical Storm Bill is about to hit us (or his remnants, rather). Fortunately, it looks like we may only get 6-8″ instead of the originally predicted 8-10″ of rain. That’s over the next 24 hours, people.

Yes, you read that right.

Over the next 24 hours, we are supposed to get 1/3 – 1/2 of the total amount of rain we got over the record-breaking ENTIRE month of May.

We’ve had life-threatening flood advisories issued since mid-morning.

We dug a drainage trench on the low end of the garden (where in May, it was consistently ending up with 2-4 inches of standing water after every major downpour) so that hopefully my tomatoes don’t drown.

I may need a canoe to take care of the chickens tomorrow morning.

Speaking of chickens!

I have baby chicks coming! If you follow me on Instagram, you’ve probably seen quite a bit of chatter from me about it already. Here’s the rundown:

(My best friend/vet Laura is letting me borrow her heat lamp and chick feeder.)

If you read the caption on that last picture, YES. Baby chickies are on their way!

I will brave potential flooding to go retrieve them from the post office if they arrive tomorrow. Yup.

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About Rebekah

Rebekah Loper writes character-driven epic fantasy featuring resilient women in trying and impossible circumstances who just want to save themselves but usually end up saving the world, often while falling in love.
She lives in Tulsa, OK with her husband, dog, two formerly feral cats, a small flock of feathered dragons (...chickens. They're chickens), and an extensive tea collection. When she's not writing, she battles the Oklahoma elements in an effort to create a productive, permaculture urban homestead.