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So yes, THE RAIN HAS STOPPED, and the flood waters are slowly starting to recede -- at least in our back yard. I need to walk the dogs because they have been cooped up indoors for two days now, and a walk is vital to my sanity as well as theirs. I've also been feeling cabin fever like crazy, so yes, a walk is DEFINITELY in order. My only problem is that I'm not sure where I can walk the dogs. I was considering our usual nature path in hopes that it's not totally underwater when I remembered a "helpful tip" I heard on the news yesterday, that basically went a little something like this:

"Exercise caution when venturing into flooded areas or areas that might be flooded, as we've had numerous alligator sightings."

So maybe I won't take a walk down the nature trail where I know there to be not one, but two alligators in residence, yeah? Yeah.

ETA: Curiosity overpowered common sense and I went down the nature path anyway. I saw no alligators! The water was higher than I'd ever seen it, and there was an obvious current that was really quite strong in places.

I can't remember the last time I took a walk in the rain. It was bizarrely liberating, feeling it soak through my cap and shirt and simply not caring. A few trees had fallen, giving the path an air of... charming neglect. Everything was damp and green and smelled clean, just like the world does after a raifall. I was soaked to the bone by the time I got home; I've since had a hot shower and I'm waiting for a cup of tea to steep. It's still raining, but much more lightly now, and there's no more tension in the air -- it's just rain and I am happy to sit at my desk and watch it fall.