The Flood, In Photos
Last night, I got stuck driving back to Houston from a town in East Texas at the height of the tornado warnings. Whoa! What a light show! The whole way back it was a pyrotechnic extravaganza. Luckily, we made it home safe, and today I went out on my bike to survey the damage. But first, let’s talk about fear.
This is something I posted on FB earlier in the day, yesterday, upon learning that I would miss the opportunity to see a small town Memorial Day parade:
Not a single small town in East Texas is hosting a Memorial Day parade today — they’ve canceled for fear of Waco shootout repeats.
We are a nation which sends its poor to murder the poor overseas to feed our bloated appetites at a price which suits US, celebrates “veterans” but abandons them when they return broken, makes a whole day for those “heroes” who sacrificed for the “freedoms” we so cherish…
And then we cower in fear.
Bravo, East Texas. Your true colors do run…and shelter in place with all the guns, twitching and sweating and clenching your butts. Lol.
These towns that cower in fear of brown people and Muslims and biker gangs and black men and teenagers and each other and gingivitis and basically anything that doesn’t have a pill to correct it are the same towns that celebrate…fossil fuels?
Let me tell you something right now — climate change is not a hoax.
I saw this one sidewalk:
Which reminded me of Robert Rauschenberg’s “Mud Muse.”
Anyway, enjoy the photos and stay dry. Peace!
View from McKee St. Bridge.
View from McKee St. Bridge.
Back pack caught on tree beneath McKee Street bridge.
Whitewater rapids beneath McKee St. Bridge.
Whitewater rapids beneath McKee St. Bridge.
Whitewater rapids beneath McKee St. Bridge.
Whitewater rapids beneath McKee St. Bridge.
Water approaching Harris County Jail with courts in background.
Harris County Jail portal to Venice, Italy.
Leaves and detritus stopping water flow.
View looking south from County Jail bayou portal.
Looking north at UHD from Allen’s Landing.
Main Street crossing Buffalo Bayou, looking north at UHD.
Allen’s Landing.
Little dabs of mud left by receding floodwaters.
Little dabs of mud left by receding floodwaters.
Allen’s Landing under water.
I need a miracle!
Spaghetti Warehouse loading dock.
Travis St. crossing at Buffalo Bayou.
Garbage, like birds’ nests.
Peanut butter!
Ranch!
Wrappers and cartons.
Plastic water bottle.
Plastic water bottle in a plastic bag!
Sleeping bag?
Milam @ Commerce
Somewhere down there is a footpath…
Something tells me this car was under water last night.
On Louisiana (I-45 N HOV on ramp).
On Louisiana (I-45 N HOV on ramp).
On Louisiana (I-45 N HOV on ramp).
On Louisiana (I-45 N HOV on ramp).
Lake Houston migrates south to downtown (Louisiana @ Franklin).
Wait! That’s my ice chest!
On Louisiana (I-45 N HOV on ramp).
On Louisiana (I-45 N HOV on ramp).
Smith Street, just off 45 S exit.
Off (really off) of Washington Ave.
Off (really off) of Washington Ave.
Travis/Milam/45/10 area.
Travis/Milam/45/10 area.
Travis/Milam/45/10 area.
Travis/Milam/45/10 area.
Travis/Milam/45/10 area.
Bring a boat!
George Baker looks longingly across the pond at George HW Bush.
Downtown PO’s new reflection pond.
White Oak Bayou headed into downtown is /almost/ as wide as the freeway!
More bridge detritus, crossing White Oak beneath I-10.
Self Portrait of an American
Wildflowers beside the flowing river amidst traffic jam.
City Hall is *spotless,* already. (Nature will beat the leaf blowers in the end, though, mark my words.)
Where Lamar and Dallas become Allen Parkway (between the library and the Sabine St. bridge).
Buffalo Bayou all swole.
Walk this way?
Riparian vines, covered in mud.
Forgot the volley ball at home again? Oh well…
Allen Parkway near Montrose/Studemont.
Lake Montrose (formerly known as Allen Parkway).
- cclln
