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(Because of a variety of circumstances, Lisa and I are taking a Figs break. But! For those who just started reading the blog, I'm going to reach deep into the wayback machine and toss up some old Figs for your enjoyment.)

It’s like this, Ida. The creek’s always going to rise. That’s what creeks do. Then they fall again. And rise again. It’s one of them, whatchacallit? Cycles of life, the rising and the falling. Might as well try to stop the sun from setting. Or rising, really. Same thing under a different name. Sun’s always rising somewhere when it falls here. That’s just the hazard of living near creeks. Sometimes you live in them. 

Having said that, Ida, I would suggest you go get your rubber boots and the Wet-Vac. It’s going to be a long night.

Text ©Adrienne Martini; illustration ©Lisa Horstman. Until the end of time. Or something.