and then it rained

It has been raining hard since yesterday. I live way up on a hill where flooding should not ever be an issue for me and my livestock. I survived the 2006 flooding when I lived down the hill in the village and people lost their homes and everything they owned. It was awful. i remember when the clean up began the men from prison arrived in their green busses and were out there helping with the clean up. FEMA was in the neighborhood and the Mormons brought us pails of soaps and toilet paper and things with which to clean. People came to town and drove by to see the damage done by the flood. My home was the only one that survived unscathed. I digressed. My roosters are angry this morning, they hate the rain. I do not blame them. The barometric pressure drops and the pressure in my head builds until I can barely function but I have to function so I do. I swear on those days God sends his angels to physically hold me up. I am grateful for His help. I wonder how people are down in the village this morning. I hope they are safe.