Arriving home to the mountains of California late last evening, we find we can't drive to our house as the stream in our canyon has risen above it's banks and is flowing across the road in multiple places. eeek... I am such a chicken. There is a small walk bridge across the steam that lets us walk to the house so I did that for last night... but don't know if I'll return tonight. The roar of the stream is a bit frightening! I may stay at my studio down off the mountain.
This view from my kitchen window is usually a trickle... ohhhhh how mother nature speaks!!
If Santa is coming to town, I hope he can swim! ;-)