Overnight we got inches of rain, and woke up to our pasture filled with water - a lake! How I long for a row boat to take out for the day that we have a lake... the water is metered out through a pipe across the road and on down the creek into Lake Marshall about 4 miles away. Just to go out on the smooth water and lay back and drift in our lake for a day or two would make owning a row boat well worth the rest of the 360 plus days when it is a pasture of grass with cows and calves grazing in the midst of the prairie...
Yes, that is our house with a lake view... Pat thinks that it got so high during the night that it went over the top of the pipe... it has already gone down a lot, but still plenty to float upon and daydream that you are on your own personal lake! 
Rubber boots are required this time of the year, and anytime that it rains and turns our black soil into black mud, and my resident farmer would like to see that about once a week... after the crop is in the ground that is...
Sometimes that water goes over the top of those smaller ones on the little guys... the upside down for a day works pretty well in that case.
Ready for some fun in the mud and a cute matching pair of pairs of rubber boots... hand holding makes it super great too! Maybe that snowsled could work for a temporary floating devise in place of a row boat on my temporary lake... too late, but next time I will defiinitely see if it will float and hold an old crazy woman into some fanciful places in her imagination. Bless-bless, Barb
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