As we were leaving for our overnight trip to Oxnard we drove over the usually dry canal. When I glanced over and saw the canal was full of water I couldn't help but yell "Water!". This caused my husband to have a small heart attack and nearly swerve off the road. "What! Where! What??" he yelled. Well, it wasn't quite as bad as all that, but he did glare at me for just a second.
After some three or so years of the recharge ponds behind our house being bone dry they are finally filling up with water. The newspaper gave an explanation as to why and the impression was that it was only going to be for about 4 to 6 weeks. It's too bad if it is only that short a period of time, but we do enjoy it when they are full. It makes it seem like we have waterfront property!
When we got back home Saturday afternoon the water hadn't reached our pond yet. By evening it was just starting to come in.
On Sunday morning you could see the water from the house (if you look closely you can see the blue water in the background).
Here it is coming from one pond into "our" pond.
Chester, the Chesapeake Bay Retriever, is a true water dog. He loves the water.
He'd stay out there all day if we let him. Here he is just cruising around while Gus chases a stick we threw in for him.
Clyde, on the other hand, does seem to enjoy the water, but he is not a good swimmer yet. He had a scary experience with the neighbor's pool when he was a puppy. He thought he was Jesus and tried to walk on the water. But then he sank.
He enjoys running through the water but starts getting nervous when it reaches the point where he can't touch the bottom.
It's just a matter of time, but eventually he, too, will learn to swim. As much as he likes to run through the shallow end by the time he becomes a proficient swimmer we may have as much trouble getting him out of the water as we do Chester!
Meanwhile we are enjoying our long awaited water.