At the time of this conversation yesterdat, I had just come back from a walk through our fields. Yes, there was horrible ponding all over the place... but with a full six inches of rain in less than 24 hours, that's normal. The river, though, was scary high, and definitely above flood stage. The only question was, would it go up or down, and by how much? As it got dark we had a friend over for dinner, enjoyed some warm company, and tried not to worry.
This morning the sun broke clean and clear, with none of the fog and mist we so often get here at Quincy Farm. And the river was UP.
We went down to check it out and had to strip out of our pants and wade across to the higher ground. As of this morning, NOAA was calling for a peak at 96 feet, which is a full six feet of flood water... counted after the river had risen a good 5 or 6 feet to reach flood stage from its normal mid-summer level.
All there is to do now is wait, fingers crossed, and hope that the river goes down, and soon. With a forecast of sunny weather all week, if the water table drops a bit then the crops that aren't actually submerged should be salvageable and we can move forward with the season. Rough as it is, we're keeping our heads up and being grateful that things weren't worse.
But jeez--what a first year.
Edit: At 1:30pm Tucker and I went back down to reinvestigate. NOAA says the river has crested, but they must be asleep at the switch or something, because it's obviously still rising. The Hudson has topped its bank into the field pretty badly, swamping at least part of a lot of crops. At this point, every inch is critical. While I was down there, I also saw a ~30 foot piece of floating dock drift by, with the patio furniture still set up on it! Maybe a boatload of money will wash up in our fennel? A man can hope.