Ever since I moved to this house in the fall of 1989, I have had recurring dreams of a meadow on the mountanside out back, and the river rising to replace the road out front.
The big clear cut from last year is growing lush grass in a lot of places.
The river hasn't risen to reach my front yard yet, but we've had a couple of impressive floods in that last eight months.
Coincidence?
Of course.
Anyone could have predicted the forest would be logged. And eventually the creek do rise.
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