Dylan Thomas

Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toenails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that you bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. - Dylan Thomas

Sunday, July 6, 2008

In Search of the Lake that Once Was...

So how does a flood make a lake disappear? This is a good question in retrospect but we all saw the lake water rushing out of the lake and taking houses with it so we know it did and can happen somehow when there is too much water. The 100+ inches of snow and then the rains that seemingly would not stop created conditions that hinted of disaster and then suddenly was one. FEMA is here and the houses that were affected are either sitting empty or being reconstructed by workers trying to regain a place for families to live again.
Jamie and I went in search of pictures of the lake that was and we did find a large expanse of mud and cracks that once was a resort and playground to many. Standing on the sandy beach looking out was just mind boggling. Look and see for yourselves. What will be twice as interesting is the process they will begin to fill that expanse back up with water to satisfy the community and the businesses who want their lake back! We will be there with camera's rolling.

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