Water Water

   

I was walking home one day and noticed some water flowing down the street.  It wasn't raining.

It was a lot of water.

  It was coming out of the street.  A state highway just a block from downtown.  I helped build that stone wall, it's fine but should have more gravel behind it before it gets pushed over anymore.

The street was repaved not too long ago.  The water line was definitely from way back in the last century.

 Fortunately, it didn't interfere with my plan to clean up the garbage under the bridge, and I figured if I put the bags next to the broken pipe they would get picked up.  They did eventually.  The pipe and road were repaired eventually too, but not before much of a few weeks worth of traffic was diverted from a state highway past our house.

    A few days later, it rained enough to end the drought.  Since it's necessary to walk down the creek bed to get below the bridge, it's helpful to do it when the water level is low.  This was the lowest I've ever experienced.