I’m glad God promised to Noah that He would never again destroy the earth by flood. If not for that, I would be wondering about that today. We are in the fourth day of a norther and it shows no sign of letting up. Actually, if not for the damage it’s causing, I would love this weather. It’s about 70 degrees which is absolutely lovely for me. Of course almost everyone else is wearing all the warm clothes they can find. The satellite picture here shows that the clouds are not that high, which is nice since it means no thunderstorms. But they sure are dumping the water on us!
The deluge has undermined and toppled several power poles, including one that landed on one of the pipes we use to feed water to the community. There have been numerous island wide power outages due to downed poles or trees falling on power lines. The crews worked around the clock in wind and rain trying to keep up with the storm. Power has been back on now for more than 24 hours, so I hope they are getting some rest.
I’m getting some rest myself today after a long hard two weeks of fixing everything from water pipes to radios to computers. It’s a nice time to relax and play with iMovie. I made this little one minute video of some our immediate neighborhood this morning.
While I was out shooting from under a golf umbrella, I saw someone standing in the water where a stream dumps into the ocean. He was jumping up and down and I thought it was a kid playing around. Then a blue barrel went shooting out from under the bridge and he snatched it out of the water. I’d planned to walk up there to shoot video of that stream since it was where I’d been fixing pipes yesterday and the day before. Maybe I could get there in time to find out what was going on.
As I walked up there, I met Gregg and Marvin, two of our neighbors. Marvin was carrying the blue barrel and Gregg was carrying a piece of pipe and some tools. Marvin was the one I’d seen in the water. It turned out that I hadn’t looked soon enough. They were fixing another pipe next to where I’d been working. Gregg supplies water to lots of people up that way, too and his pipe was broken by the same power pole that broke ours. Suddenly the stream rose up and attacked them, knocked Marvin’s legs out from under him, and swept him under the water. Gregg couldn’t see him and was afraid Marvin might not ever come up. Marvin went under the bridge and out to sea before he finally popped up. That’s when I saw him jumping up and down. What a ride! We may never know how he got past the huge chunks of concrete that nearly block the stream without getting snagged, drowned, beaten to death, or all three. He was partly scared and partly thrilled. And he was completely thankful that the Lord spared him. Needless to say, they were on their way home to wait till it’s safe to resume their repair work.
So, as I type this, I’m hoping to do nothing today that has anything to do with work. Mildred is holding down the radio station and getting ready for Request and Dedication. Yesterday she took off almost the whole day. She did have to pay our employees — no way to skip that. Hopefully, she can come home as soon as she finishes R & D at 1:30.
Peter and Sandi were planning to return today, but Peter’s doctor changed their plans. We’ll be on our own for two more weeks. Perhaps it’s just as well that they are not coming back today. I don’t think the airport is even open. At least I haven’t heard any planes yet today. [Edit after posting: Oops! I just heard a jet. I guess the airport is open after all. Kind of surprising.]