While I do LOVE Water…

Sometimes, there can be too much of a good thing.

We’ve had a lot of rain the last week.  Labor Day weekend was a wash – all three days were rainy, cloudy, oh, LOOK!  The sun…just went behind another cloudbank 😦

Today we’re finally supposed to have a clear day, with another one on Friday, but back to more rain on Saturday.

It’s hard to walk to work when I don’t own a pair of swim fins.

The last time I remember Waukesha having this much water is back in 2010.  It was my first summer here, and I was just discovering that walking about this new-to-me town and wielding a camera were necessary to avoid the walls in my studio apartment closing in on me.

My stomping grounds back then was the Riverwalk, because it was JUST outside my back door.  I do remember getting some flood shots, but I can’t find them in my hard drive.  **SIGH**

Guess I’m going to have to get into my files and organize things.

I do like the symmetry in things, so I took a walk tonight after work on the Riverwalk.  Yea, I still like the area, even though it’s kinda full of water.  Here’s what we look like today:

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On a positive note – the basement, including the future home of Chainmaille Central (or noisy, smelly, dirty crafting projects I get a wild hair up to experiment with in the future) is dry in spite of all the water falling down outside.  This is a great thing, because one of the things the SQO was terrified of was a wet basement, because wet breeds mold and nobody wants to live above a moldy hole in the ground.

I kinda figured this was the way things were going to go in the basement – with old paneling dating from the 70’s, and old carpet to match, if there was a history of water in the basement, that stuff would either be there and moldy, or have been torn out a LONG time ago.  So I’m happy (even if I’ve been forced to drive in to work) that it’s wet outside just to prove out the long-term viability of the livability of our basement.

Hopefully, we’ll dry out soon, now that the Fates have proved out just HOW happy they are with my land purchase 😀

 

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Bridging something…

The city decided to take advantage of my being distracted by chucking boxes filled with my belongings to deal with the old deck boards on my footbridge.

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This particular footbridge was one of the landmarks of my walk into work.  Not only did it mark the border between the city leg and the park leg of my journey, it’s where I stopped, offered my affections to my favorite little strip of water, and chirped a happy ‘Good Morning’ to all things Natural.

It’s also been a regular stand in for a LOT of my camera work.

 

 

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A month ago, in the weeks leading up to the closing of the house, I had the opportunity to walk in to work, and came across the sign above.  Now, my walking route was already in the process of being reconfigured (a different end point will do that 😀 ) so I took the bridge closure in stride…but I just HAD to see what they were doing on the old girl.

They got to work on her right away, I’ll give them that.  They said they’d start on the 9th, and they did.  The put up this rather dull-gray frock to catch any stray bits.

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And when I got my nose right up to the chain-link fence they installed to really let the pedestrians know that she’s closed…

They removed all the decking as soon as they could.  Although I loved the old footboards (that lovely shade that only comes from weather-worn wood makes a great backdrop), I do remember feeling a bit of shake whenever I walked across the bridge.  The old girl was due a facelift.

 

 

 

Fast forward to today……………….

This is the 2nd walk I’ve taken to/from work since the move happened.  We’ve had a lot of rain the last week, and I could see the shiny glimmer of standing water across the footpath in Bethesda park.  Yea, this park regularly gets really wet, because it’s sooooo close to the river.

The flooding didn’t stop me, though.  It offered me an opportunity to address the inner child.  I stripped off socks and shoes, rolled up the pant legs, and splashed my way through the extra water.

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My feet don’t see much sunshine…

Do you have any idea how POTENT it is to ground in flooded Earth?  Especially when that patch of earth has been covered by water you have a special relationship with?

I hope all the witchy types reading my blog are nodding sagely at the moment…

I’m SUPERCHARGED.

The bridge is open for foot traffic again.  She looks so shiny and new.  Perfect to once again stand on her boards and offer my gratitude for the life that flows through my town.

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Ducks in the Amazon River Basin…

I swear…Amazon does occasionally listen.  Either that, or they’ve been stalking my blog and decided to do something nice for me in hopes that I’ll boost their 3rd quarter earnings.

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THIS particular offering actually had me drooling.  Pliers?  Oh, yea, baby…bring it on!

Right now, I’m practically wedded to my Xuron Chisel Nose pliers.  They are my go-to’s.  I loved the Chisel Nose so much, I ended up going out and buying a second pair for those REALLY tight spaces…which, in my world, is almost anytime I build something.

Sculpture inherently demands the removal of as much ‘wiggle room’ as possible.

 

I’ve looked at, and drooled over, the Tronex tools for quite a while, as there are plenty of other maillers in my group who swear by them over my beloved Xurons.  There are only 2 reasons why I’ve not jumped at new tools.

  1. I love my Xuron’s, and they might feel ‘cheated on’ and
  2. HOLY SHIT – look at the PRICE of the Tronex!

Right now, though, my credit card is in time out status, as I’m not buying anything I don’t absolutely NEED because I’m gonna have to dump it in a box and move it, so the Tronex/Xuron/Me love triangle will have to wait until probably September.

Hmmm…my birthday is in September.  Maybe get myself a little something? 😀

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In totally unrelated news – last week, I got to walk to work exactly 1 time.  Rain, a wicked cold, and running for house-related things kinda ate up the rest of my week.  But that one day I did get to march my happy feet on the pavement, I had a solidly FUN experience.

Because of the rain, my normal route was slightly flooded.  The park IS right next to the river, after all, and when it rains, it retains.  We had enough standing water to flood out the walking path right along the river bank.  But looking at the bright side of things, the new puddles did serve to amuse the ducks…

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The good news was, the park wasn’t flooded enough for me to have to turn around.  I could still get up the hill and take ‘the high road’ as it were.  Up by the street, the park has not flooded since I’ve been walking things.

When I got to the park on the walk home, I wanted to see JUST how much water was standing, figuring I could hike up the rise if things got too soggy.

And soggy, they were.  There were a couple of large patches of water covering the footpath and surrounding grasses.

But then, I took inspiration from the little duck I’d seen in the morning…

Shoes and socks came off.  Pant legs got rolled up.  And I SPLASHED my way through the standing water.

Why do we stop doing things like this when we’re adults?  It was FUN.