I don't want to repeat myself too much when I blog, and I understand that I recently blogged about the weather. Not even a week ago, in fact. But it is an obsession here: since the beginning of the summer, it has been raining, raining, raining. It is almost a caricature. And there are flood alerts here and there. As I am typing this, it is not raining, but the wind is blowing like mad. It is a strange feeling: it does not feel like July, it is cold, it is miserable and it feels like we are all going to drown eventually.
It is a strange, but not entirely unfamiliar feeling. I have been through a flood once in my life, and I remained (mostly) dry. I am refering of course to the Saguenay Flood of 1996. It will be very soon its anniversary, I will blog about it I think, either in French (although I already did) or in English. I nicknamed it "our share of Apocalypse". When I hear about the flood alerts here, I think about it.
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