Root Cellar
The cellar's grassy roof became a refuge from the one hundred year flood of 1896 which roared down canyon on July 16th. Maria Magdalena Huber was at work outdoors when neighbor, Captain Springer, on his buckskin horse, charged down the road to warn the family. A cloudburst sent huge boulders, logs, and mud debris down overflowing channels and the road as well. Marooned betweented the two, Maria quickly climbed upon the roof and there remained until the deluge disappeared, subsiding to reveal a wtermakr around her house and mud that destroyed crops beneath. Two daughters ran with year old babies in their arms for high ground on the beach ditch to the west.
Yes, my hopes are set on an Anchor sure, by the rock of truth held long secure, whence an iron rod, not a rope of sand, is extending friendly to my hand.