Driving into work this morning it was very dark and rainy with a lot of glare on the road. It reminded me that late winter/early spring is one of my least favorite times. It's the time when the snow is melting and before everything starts to come back to life.
Around here it has it's own season and name. New Englander's call it Mud Season. I don't recall hearing that growing up but I sure know what it means here. It's the time when our dog, Abbey, is constantly tracking in mud and when we try to walk around the yard we sink in. Our footwear
makes sucking sounds and feels like it will be left behind when we walk. Typically the days are raw and damp.
With all the snow this year and recent rain our sump pump has been running for about a week. The water table is very high and it won't take much to wreak havoc.
The pictures above were taken in the Spring of 2006. It's of a house not too far from us. This was the year when we had incredible rains and there was flooding all over. In the summer there's hardly any flow. The water is a little higher than usual in the lower picture but above was what it looked like during the floods. Schools were closed in town because some roads were impassible from the heavy rains. I'm hoping this year isn't a repeat. They said it only happens every 100 years so we're not due.