Last night it started storming like crazy. Hours later, it still hadn't stopped. It actually never did stop. I'm sure you've seen it on the news, but Pensacola actually had the most rain it has ever gotten. Ever. Even more than in a hurricane. As a result the city has flooded and subsequently fallen apart. Roads gone. People up to their necks in water inside their homes. Insanity. Where is Noah when ya need him? We, however, were incredibly fortunate and only got about eight inches of standing water in our carport and laundry room. Nothing destroyed. Our car still runs. Our house is still standing. Thank goodness! Anyway, here in town we have an old bridge down by the water that is called the graffiti bridge because anyone can tag it or whatever without consequence. It gets repainted frequently so that it can be started again. Sure enough this beauty popped up after the roads were cleared enough to get down there. LOVE IT!