So much rain!  They named this storm "Frankenstorm" that pounded the east coast.  They predicted high winds and lots of rain coming in as far as us, so I was getting prepared.   I knew the rains wouldn't be as bad as in the past, and wasn't as concerned about that as I was the wind.   We always lose trees and/or power.  That means we wouldn't have water.  I don't mind so much the electric. We have the wood stove that would generate enough heat even to cook on, but the water and needing it for the animals is a concern.   We even would have run off water for the toilet if needed.  A wish list has always contained putting in some kind of hand pump just in case.   We thought about finding a way to save and filter the water from the crawl space.   That is always running.
When the rains started, it was coming on every 10 to15 seconds pumping out the crawl space.   When we did lose electric during the night,  I must admit I felt a little panic at the thought of it filling with water.  But then I realized it would pour out the venting before it reached the floor upstairs!  Thankfully, the worry was for naught as the electric was back on in three  hours.     I was glad we were over prepared for the windstorm than naught.
In the morning though, Tom was leaving for work and was waiting far to long out on the road waving good-bye to me.  Come to find out, one of the large poplar trees on our side of the road had fallen and taken a big bunch of wild grapevines with it.  
The rain not forgiving,  Tommy and I went out to move the tree cuttings away as Tom used the chainsaw.  Blinding rain and black night with only the headlights to see.  The road was a complete muddy mess.  All I could think of was that the school bus was to be coming through shortly!  The tree had fallen across the road and into the neighbors pines.   Not being able to see, Tom cleared the way for the road and left the outskirts for more daylight.   He wasn't sure what was near the power lines.
Later I noticed trees down that broke the goat fencing, and then took down most of the western fence in the back pasture.  Once again,  all poplar, bad for burning.

In the end, regardless of what the weather service recorded,  I measured at least six inches of rain in a garden pot sitting away from the house.  Maybe we will not have to worry about our well for a while.