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"Neighbor: “Gosh, I wonder where it all comes from…”
Me (looking at the ongoing rain, recalling the 12” we’ve had so far and the low air pressure causing an elevated water table): “I think you’re looking at it.”
Neighbor: “Yeah, but where is it going?”
Me (looking at it flow down the street, nodding): “I think you’re looking at it.”
Neighbor: “But shouldn’t it flow into the storm drain or something?”
Me (Pointing at the cement curbing): “See that divot? That _is_ the storm drain - you’re looking at it.”
Neighbor: “Oh my… well, what will the neighbors think?”
Me (Double taking): “We _ARE_ the neighbors!"--Conversation on my front porch…