This week has been intense for those of us living in Texas.  Many areas have suffered from severe flooding, including my little dream town I want to move to one day, Wimberley.  More than 350 homes and businesses were flooded or wash completely away, and about a dozen people lost their lives.  The storm in continuing to bring its downfall throughout the east and beyond Texas.  So much of it happened so quickly there was no time to prepare.  Flash flooding is no joke!  I can't even imagine how scary it must of been for those who were swept away down the river in their homes, with furniture and what-not swirling around with them.  A few were lucky enough to be rescued, but others weren't so lucky, including children.  It breaks my heart. 

The house that we were going to stay at on vacation this weekend was swept away.  The family who was vacationing there had to be rescued off the roof!  That could of easily been us.  My family decided to go vacation somewhere else this weekend and I opted to stay home.  This week shook me up enough to not take any chances.  James and I got flooded out of the road to get back home on Saturday night.  Luckily we had wonderful friends we could stay with in town who took such good care of us, but it hit us hard.  The rain was not expected to stop all week and we were worried sick we wouldn't make it home to our animals, including our new kitten who was in a room all alone with only a single serving of food.  It poured and thundered all night and we did not sleep much at all that night.  Luckily the sun came out the next day and one of our low water crossings cleared up enough for them to let cars through.  Our other two crossings are still flooded with water 5 days later.  It happened so fast too... My bestie and I were on our way to Kerrville to see Emmylou Harris play at the folk festival.  It was pouring down rain on our way so we decided to turn around and hang out in Bandera for about an hour to see if things would change.  Neither of us thought it was flooding, and nobody at the wine bar seemed worried either.  I called James to come get me, and by the time he came the roads were already covered in water.  The 10 minutes it took to get back from town to our road, both ways home were completely flooded out and not drivable.  10 minutes.  That's all it took. 

The photos above are from the river by our house a few days after the flood.  The water had already gone down significantly.  The root in my teepee in the bottom photo I found in the debri.  There were roots everywhere. 

My heart goes out to everyone affected by the flood, and everyone is is still yet to be affected.  More storms may come through and the ground is already so saturated that it will flood alot easier the second time around.  Big Big prayers all around.