A view from the bluff.

The Missouri River is being a pain in the Western Part of the Northern State's ass.

Yes, I'm aware that the mental image of that sentence is terribly skewed. But the feeling remains.

Lots of rain in Montana; a slow snowmelt in the Rockies, and now we are literally bursting with water and no place for it to go. So, they're opening the damn this weekend, and 85,000 square feet per second will soon be making it's way south.

And then, they'll increase it later in June to 105,000 sfs.

Yeah, it's going to be a little difficult for some of the houses along the river to stay afloat; but the city itself is going to be reasonably okay. They've evacuated the zoo, and the sandbags are being stacked in the hope that they can hold it off for awhile.

They say it'll be high water until....August.

Mother Nature has been particularly angry this season; huge wildfires, floods in the entire Midwest, tornadoes everywhere. There is, of course, no logic to it, and trying to apply rhyme or reason is futile. All we can do is hold on tight and ride it out. And hope for the best. And pray, if you've a mind to.

And live.

Live with the knowledge that nature is what happens when we're busy making other plans. Live with that knowledge, but not with the fear that it's just around the corner. Assist and support when you can.

Life is equal portions of Tragic and Magic.

Remember the latter when you're dealing with the former.