I live on a cul-de-sac. Here’s the end of it.
During the height of Allison’s flooding, I could walk down to the end of the street and see a foot-wide, three-inch deep stream of water that had meandered through the neighborhood to flow into the storm drain that took it into that little bayou. From there, I could walk to the Kroger’s, and see their single line of sandbags keeping the water from their flooded parking lot out of the building.
Don’t think I’m doing that this time.
On the bright side, I estimate it will take another two to three feet before we’re in danger of flooding, and the upper Greens Bayou is slowly dropping.
On the dark side, it’s still raining.