Our regular “get-away” consists of an 8 hour (7 if I am driving) drive to the Ozark Mountains. There, we have a small home built into the side of a clif, overlooking Crooked Creek, a mostly lazy, but full of fish, lovely creek. We escaped last weekend, partly on business, but mostly to be refreshed. With lots of rain this spring, our 14 acres was like a dense forest. The driveway, 1/2 mile in length, very, very steep, and very, very crooked, had lost alot of its gravel. The weather was our friend, until Sunday night. Storms rolled in, and, decided to park for about 8 hours. Getting up early on Monday, still cloudy, I walked onto the patio to view my sweet creek now a raging river, complete with rapids and debris. Being at least 20 feet up the side of the clif, no danger for us, but, still very ominous. Bags packed, bathrooms cleaned, it was time for us to say good-bye and get back to work. As I made my way upward around the 1st turn, a tree blocked my path. Not terribly big, we got out of the car and managed to pull and push the obstacle just enough for my car to get by. Again, we round the next curve, only to find a HUGE tree, uprooted, daring us to get by. The only solution, a chain saw. Our brave little chain saw was not much of a match for this Goliath. But, after 5 and 1/2 hours, Ron managed to carve a small path, freeing us from our driveway. The little town of Harrison, AR, was hard hit, as well. Trees down all over town and flooding. Our little drama short-lived, their drama much more severe. My heart goes out to all who are experiencing the wrath of Mother Nature. May your driveways be straight and clear.
Susie Henderson
Owner, Auntie’s Beads
