A 500-Year Flood (of Gratitude.)
It’s quit raining in Fort Collins at the moment, after three days of continual drizzle and sometimes pounding rain. Last night, a patched hole in my roof began to drip a bit of water into the house. That’s nothing. The town where I work right now, though? It’s cut in half by the river that’s […]
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