Down the Drain

And here I thought I moved to San Francisco, not Seattle. Ever major rain we get here knocks leaves off of the various fruit trees in our atrium. These leaves block this drain from functioning. The other day there was literally three inches of water blocking my way from our door to our elevator.

So I called Moses over and he parted the small lake and I made my way to the elevator.

Good story huh? Totally true…

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