Feast or Famine
As the High Park fire in Colorado was burning out of control, we hoped for and prayed for rain. I am thankful that we got a lot of rain, particularly July 6th and 7th, in a downpour. Now we are dealing with the consequences of that rain.
The rain helped douse the terrible fire. It gave our dry land needed moisture. Our pasture is green again. That is all good.
There can be too much of a good thing, however. Now we are facing flash floods which have washed out roads in the same area that was burning. Highway 14 is the road that goes along the Poudre River up from LaPorte to Walden. The Poudre Canyon was smack in the middle of the fire that burned on both sides of the river. Without vegetation, now the ashes are washing, with mud, across the road, which is closed in places.
A problem with closing Hwy 14, as compared to streets in town, is that detours are not options in many places. Remember, this is a winding mountain highway built along the river with many spots on cliffs above the river. When it is closed, rather than going around the untravelable portion, it is more likely necessary to turn around, maybe backtracking twenty miles rather than around the next block. There are no blocks. There are canyons, mountains, rivers, streams, boulders and trees. Now there is mud.
The Bible reminds us, “The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. Blest be the name of the Lord!”
Tonight, my literate wife, Miss Sugar, quoted Robert Frost. “In three words, I can sum up everything that I have learned about life. It goes on.”