As the water rose in the jardin and things began to float, I called Chayo, a gentlemen who does building and general work for me. It was 7:30 at night. He was here in ten minutes. He managed to get the drains unplugged enough to drain the jardin and stop the flooding on the terrace. The bodega will have to wait until the morning. Managed to turn the breaker off for the large pressure pump so there won't be an electrical disaster. I still have water I can use from the tinaca on the roof .. no pressure, just gravity feed which is fine.
So, my dears ... this means I did not get all your names in the goblet and I did not draw a winner. It will have to wait until tomorrow.
Today there will be a clean up crew here for the jardin, as well as people pumping out the bodega and assessing the damage.
Just want to thank you all for your wonderful, loving and inspiring comments. I am so blessed with you who have become friends of this blog. You are so very lovely.
So ... until tomorrow .. hold your breath.
Here's something to ponder over the weekend. I'd love to hear your thoughts.
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” ~ Mary Oliver