Wild Weather
In twenty-five years of living in Vermont, we saw some wild weather; big snows, ice storms, high winds, lots of rain...but I don't think we ever had so much rain fall from the sky at one time that the roads turned to rivers and the air turned to water. It doesn't last long (the rain slowed down to a more civil "drizzle" in less than ten minutes) but it's pretty amazing to watch. This raid took place on Monday (August 12th). When it rains like this, rocks and dirt get washed into the streets. Within one or two days, the town sends out their street sweepers (the big machines that vacuum up debris and clean the roadways) to clean things up. I have seen more sweeping action here in two months than I saw in twenty-five years in Vermont. This is one of the street sweepers. I captured this picture at the end of the 4th of July parade. In Vermont, the end of a parade is declared by the police car that rolls through as the last vehicle. Here in Livingston Montana, i