That's from Main Street in Manayunk, photographed yesterday afternoon by Matt at the Tattered Coat, in a post he calls Down in the Flood - one of a torrent of citizen journalist takes on the damage done by days of pounding rains.
He dashed in to file this before heading back out:
I was able to get past the police lines, and took a series of photographs very close to the flooding. You can find them in this set on my flickr site (here’s a link to the slideshow, if you prefer).
Listen closely, and you can almost hear ticks of the teletype machine in the background, and a furnace-faced city editor screaming "Make it sing, kid!"
Just pics here, in a flickr set titled River Junk, which embeds bits of copy when you roll you mouse over the flotsam and jetsam, which may or may not include a bowling ball and a dwarf lighthouse. The shooter, NoOneOther, has a nice array of shots here as well.
Pesky'Apostrophe introduced the news and the mood in a musically titled, mid-day post that noted the city (except Manayunk) tends to avoid the worst of local flooding:
The Schuylkill could get to the highest level in 125 years by tomorrow. The Broad Street subway line must be flooded, because shuttle buses are carrying passengers in spots. The R2 train is down and R5 has limited service. Coincidentally, Governor Ed Rendell declared a state of emergency in 46 Pennsylvania counties on account of flooding, Philadelphia included. Go figure. For all this, you’d think we’d all be in a panic ‘round these parts. Not so much, though. It’s sunny outside. People are going about their business. Eh.
This thread of photos on PhillyBlog suggest anyone heading for the Hot Rocks concert scheduled for Pennypack Park in the Northeast Tuesday night might be seeing soggy stones instead.
How high was the Schuylkill River? Rolland in Fairmount dug up this statistical look on Phillyblog: For those of you who like numbers...USGS Real TIme water data shows the S. River reached nearly 70000 cubic feet per second today, compared to a daily median of 1070 cfs!
The flood got Stephanie's Blog grokking the stuff that washes up on her South Philly steps and then wondering about all those neighbors who wash their sidewalks:
I was just outside, sweeping up in front of our house. It has been raining here so much that I haven't done it in a while and it really needed it. There was alot of big pieces of bark from an old, huge tree across the street, half a popscicle wrapper, lots of leaves, someones old piece of tin foil and a silk flower from the pathetic arrangement of cheap, fake flowers stuck in a pot from the old couple next door. (another weird South Philly thing) I always feel like the neighbors are watching me every time I sweep out there, like I'm crazy for taking the time to do it, crazy for sweeping the street in front of our sidewalks and even crazier for actually picking up what I sweep and putting it in a bag and throwing it away. Something that I will never understand for as long as I live here is how people spray their sidewalks with their hose, instead of just getting a broom and doing it. Then they'll spray the street in front of their sidewalks and flood the stuff so it ends up streaming down the street, into a big pile of junk at the end of the street, where it definitely isn't going to get cleaned up. If there is a rare occasion of someone actually sweeping, they never pick the debris up. They sweep it into the street. Don't they know it's just going to blow right back on their sidewalks if they don't bag it and throw it away? Mostly though, my neighbors don't clean up anything and alot of them cause the garbage blowing through the street, that always seems to end up right on our sidewalks. There is one old lady that always has a scarf on her head, who always sweeps. One day I was sweeping and she walked by and told me that more people should do it. Yeah, they should do alot of things, sweeping up and not throwing papers on the ground are two of them, but they don't. Oh well, it just makes our house look nicer. I really do hate sweeping though.
As Suzanne at Metroblogging prepared to haul her kayak out of the basement so she could pick up a restorative donut at the Wawa, she was moved to share some lyrics:
Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.
As we join the round, let's end it with Philadelphia Weather, where Tom Thunstrom lives for these sorts of events:
Just when we get a break in the rain, here comes another round of severe weather. The Storm Prediction Center has us in a Slight Risk for severe weather for Thursday in the Delaware Valley. A frontal boundary will be moving into the region and this boundary will act as a focal point to fire off scattered lines of strong to possibly severe thunderstorms in the Delaware Valley after 1 PM.
Anyone want to help build an ark?
PhillyFuture is collecting words and photos from the storm here, including this shot (right) of a citizen journo of sorts taken by Fen Branklin.