Today, when I write this, it is October 4. Today, my beloved South Carolina is experiencing a disaster unlike anything I’ve ever seen. We’ve had about a foot of rain, and it’s still coming. The creeks and rivers are flooding. Streets and roads and bridges are washing out.
I am in a state of shock. There are no words to express the sorrow. There are no words to express the horror of what we are seeing.
People have lost their homes, their cars, their possessions.
Several people have lost their lives.
I have not gone out into the weather to see what’s happening. I am watching the water rise in the pond, though. I cannot even take pictures.
Contemplative photography, though, invites me to be mindful, to be still, to listen, and to be still.
Today, there are no images. Today, the camera is silent.
My heart and thoughts are with you. Very scary times there. I wish I could send you some of our dry. The thought of a silent camera is a bit haunting.
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Thank you, Donna. This morning, it is still raining, though not the gallons and gallons we had yesterday. I am still numb from the sheer magnitude of this disaster. Hurricane Hugo was bad enough; I think this rain may eclipse Hugo.
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