Late afternoon sun followed us accross the river to Red Oak's Pizza Ranch. Sun on water made it sparkle and blind. The rain has absorbed and distributed the nominal summer humidity into the ground. Here there is more water than land.
With I-29 continuing to be closed sojourners detour through Emerson, a blip of a farming community along the railroad boasting 250 residents and a quiet Midwestern pastoral. Nestled in the shadow of the Council Bluffs now nearly covered in a rain forest of damp greenery, residents are hard pressed to ignore climate change and encroaching hordes breeding in the standing water that has overwhelmed every low lying field and furrow.
No one could have imagined that western Iowa would become an Everglades copy cat. Next installment: alligators and orchids. A new state is evolving.