Being 'buried under laundry' is a common thing in this house. Rach, with the 'help' of Jon and Captain, is folding yet another load of laundry...
Detective Jonathan on the trail of some mystery...
Kate and Mom...
The day progressed and the water made its way back to the river bed.
This was the view from our driveway across the road to Buck Horn Lake Road. I almost called our friends who live on this road and told them to get in their paddle boat and come on over for a cup of coffee!
If you look closely you can see the water line on the hot water tank. (Right below the black label at the top of the tank.)
Things have become 'normal' in many ways. Every evening Captain expects me to make popcorn and lets me know if I'm late (he goes to the cupboard with the popcorn popper, looks up at the cupboard door, comes to me and makes sure I see him going back to the cupboard, looks at me, wags his tail and looks back up at the cupboard door.). As I make the popcorn, he takes his place at my feet and waits for a stray piece to fall on the floor. Occasionally one ends up under the stove and Captain is not one to let any popcorn go to waste...
The chickens are more than happy to allow the sheep to share the goat/chicken yard until their pen is back in order. I guess these chickens have heard how soft merino wool is!
Jessie (the non-smelly boy) went to our friends house with the girl goats to wait out the flood. Timmy (the smelly boy) spent his time at the farm up the road while in confinement with Licorice the black sheep in a calf hutch. Timmy and Licorice developed a bond that was quite pitifully broken upon their return to our farm. Timmy would loudly blat and Licorice would answer with a deep baa. Timmy was overjoyed to have Jessie return and now the boy goats are hanging out in the alpaca pasture waiting for their pen to be reconstructed (and less muddy).
Rachael was taking pictures of the alpaca and Flash came over to the fence as if to say, "It sure is nice to be home again!"

Wayne took Marc to milk the goats this a.m. and surprised me with a call from our house! Yes, he was able to get through though the roads were still officially closed. The house has water in the basement, but it's not as bad as 2006. (the electrical panel wasn't hit, but the water heater and furnace are ruined).
The field 'between' the river and our house with the remains of the garden in the foreground. Thankfully, the tomatoes and peppers were above the water line.
The sheep would have not been happy if they hadn't been forced to leave their 'comfort' zone!
The bridge 1 mile down river from our house.
As I finish writing this, I can look out our back window and see green grass in several places across the field. Thankfully, the water is receding nicely and we have MUCH to be thankful for. Many people who were hit hard along the Catskills area by Irene hadn't had a chance to recover from that trauma before being hit by this storm. Further downriver from here, records of 2006 were blown away. The Town Hall did have water in it, but I don't think it is as extensive as in 2006.
this is how the kids spent their time...


We were only without electricity for 2 days. Many households were without for several days. Friends let us borrow their generator to keep the fridge and freezers cold.
We weren't the last to cross the finish line and we made it through the course under 52 minutes so we were happy. Knowing that we had helped earn money for a great organization was an added bonus. Annmarie has declared that the next 5K will be done under 45 minutes. Who knows maybe someday we'll actually be one of those 'crazy runners' who were done with the race before we had even reached the first mile!
Ian needed a rest.
Of course, my gang always takes advantage of opportunities to goof off...
On Wednesday I drove back out to pick up Wayne, Katelyn, Jon, and Ian. Rachael went with Gramma J. and Aunt Millie to Michigan to visit Wayne's sister for a couple of days. The following Monday I met Gramma, Uncle Dan, Shawn and Rachael in Corning, NY as the southern Jacksons headed home for Georgia.
Ian lost his two front teeth the other night. The older kids were having fun listening to him say words like "Mississippi".
We've been having lots of rain over the past few weeks. The boys needed to get outside and play off some excess energy. Here they are "fishing" from their big brothers' canoe which was filling with water. They grabbed one of Mom's good pots and started bailing water before Dad confiscated the pot.
Birthday season is winding down (2 more to go later this month). Here's Marc and Katelyn with a couple of their gifts...