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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3 thoughts on “Chickens. And more rain. Wheee.

    1. My garden didn’t flood this time, since I had the foresight to assign hubby to drainage ditch digging the night before Bill hit. It rained pretty heavily here, and lots of flash flood warnings/watches, but nothing serious in my part of town, fortunately.

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