Today Moiya called me to say that things look even worse for me down by my culvert. In this case
a picture is worth a thousand words.
What it can't capture is how cold David and Glen must be, legs and elbows deep in the cold spring water.
As far as I can tell from the picture, the stream has diverted itself away from the plugged culvert and to the grass path.
When the path can't take all of the water, some of it spills over to the old stream bed just at the spot where the skunk cabbage is coming into bloom, if you look carefully.
Thanks for the pictures, Moiya.