Wade In The Water
A really good spiritual and all around fun song to sing and snap to, by the way.
Coastal Maine was under flash flood warnings all day. I can understand why. The official pond on the south side of my yard overflowed to merge with the unofficial pond that started on the north side of my yard. Now, it's just one big frog fest. Sure, when we went to dinner at ye olde Holiday Inn (no, not the Bing Crosby movie) there were the police and fire out full force with the draining hoses stretched down a street (reminds me of just outside Pete Blane's garage every year, huh?), but that can't possibly compare with what my husband found in the basement.
Well, actually, I'm not sure how to phrase that. There actually wasn't much basement at all. Just all the stuff that he had stored in the crawl space to keep safe and dry now floating around the basement steps. Water heater? Under water. Furnace? Not quite. (everything's working now, though, thank God) After my husband was not quite so blue in the face and language, I hollered down the steps, "Do you need your Wellies?" Once the new spate of cursing stopped I found that Wellies won't do you much good when the water is past your knees. That puts it at well over two feet, folks.
On a more positive note, whilst watching my son make friends with all the surrounding tables at the restaurant this evening (and you thought I was outgoing!), I noticed that the restaurant was, indeed, full of tourists. The fact that most of them were speaking German and/or French kinda gave it away. (I'm quick like that) Then I got to thinking: another difference between Block Island and Bath. The tourists here (at least for leaf peeping time) are almost all older, upper middle class folk traveling in extremely well-behaved groups. A great many that I've met over the past few weeks are from Germany. And Quebec (but they don't count). Huh. Matt pointed out that there's not a heckuva lot of nightlife here in Bath, so that may have something to do with it. I pointed out that maybe there's not a heckuva lot of nightlife in Bath because Bath doesn't attract those who need it. We're both right, I think. Not that Bath is a huge tourist area. But they get their share. I've still yet to see a single moped, though.
By the way, thanks to my mother-in-law who put the baby's name on Providence Channel 10 news with all the one year birthdays. Melanie C. called to wish her "boyfriend" a happy first and a few of you made mention, too. We'll be down for Thanksgiving (provided my in-laws were planning on having Thanksgiving.) and I hope to see everyone. And if you see D. Lamb, let her know I'll bring her anything from Halcyon Yarn she'd like.
Wade in the Water...Wade in the Water, Children...Wade in the Water...God's Gonna Trouble the Water.
posted by The Warbler | 10/08/2005 08:24:00 PM
4 Comments:
Hi Paula, I remember when we lived over in Durham, that every spring we had to deal with the water in the basement trick. We did a lot of siphoning water out of a bucket with a hundred foot hose so that the end was far enough down hill to work. Then it was broom, coal shovel, and bucket time till it all disappeared. Good luck kiddo and hang in there. Everett
I seem to remember having an electric sump pump in the basement. Dad was always checking it because our 1876 house had stacked rocks and a dirt floor for a basement, along with Everett's famous flooding coal bin. He'd check the filter screen, oil the piston, turn it one for a minute, and fiddle around as only a dad could do. When it froze we had to take the discharge hose inside so it wouldn't freeze overnight. But we never had more than an inch of water in the basement, as I can recall. Being young kids, we were more worried about the possibility of dead people buried under the floor boards! BWAHAHAHAHA!
I'm sorry, but i have to ask, did you guys look at this house before you bought it. In any case hang tight and good luck
Allow me to hang my head in shame when I say we THOUGHT we did. We also thought the Home Inspector did as well.
Color me red.
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