The disappearing bridge

 The Rock Bridge, a landmark in the map in my mind, was gone when we went to check on it. The Yellow River, high and angry, covered the boulders that make up the bridge that the ancient peoples used.

The authorities reported the river crested at 23 feet to the north. That’s a lot of flooding. At the Rock Bridge the river was mainly in the channel, though just barely. Usually, you see steep banks along the river with a drop of perhaps 10 feet. The river was within a foot of the top and spilled over into the bottom in places.

The rains came at night. When people awoke, they awoke to news of a war, rather than to the wonders of nature.