flood leads to a new doorbell?

So.

We live in the northwest, and for those who are unaware, the NW is known for rain, then more rain, gloom without rain, but then more rain.

That isn't entirely true, but we try to not let outsiders know about the nice sunny warm time, but we trust the 7 people who read this to know not to tell the ones that don't read this about that nice sunny time.

having said that.

Outside of PDX, where we spend most of the week, we get something like 38in of rain a year. That is quite a bit, enough to keep the place green (and mossy).

At the farm, down south, we thought we got more rain, but looking it up, almost 60in of rain (for those not math enabled, that is more than 38in, like almost 2ft more).

One eve, we noticed more than normal... and when Phrodaux went to check to see how that baby creek was doing, it was doing, it was doing a creek thing THROUGH AN OUTBUILDING!

So a nice evening spending some quality time with FQ, enjoying the great outdoors, digging a new creek bed (yes, outside the building)

not exactly high garden design, but shut up...

O.K. stay with me here. I've always hated our doorbell. Not dislike of the aesthetics of poorly designed doorbell switch. It was a cheap POS, worked just fine, but it was thin plastic, with none of the panache (yes, I used the word panache, we are not savages... entirely) that our throngs (yes, I used throngs, we have throngs, well, maybe throng) have come to expect.

(oh, I hate you cheap plastic partially gilded doorbell...)

I have been planning on replacing said hated doorbell. I've been looking and evaluating doorbells for some time (if it is news to you that I may have issues, you're welcome to an introduction). Doorbells and stairs can be pretty cool, but you only have one (well, you might have more, but let's pretend). I wanted the "right doorbell". It is kinda like picking the perfect toilet paper holder, so you have an emotional reference.

"but Phrodaux, weren't we talking about rain, and flooding?"

why yes, I am so glad you are paying attention, now shuddup.

after the flood...

we had a guest down at the farm, took a nice a nice walk around the woods and wilds around the farm. We were showing him the mess from the flood.

...he looks down and says "hey, what is this?" My first response was "it's mud, you city folk, shesh" then realized that he is a gardener of some renown, and should have at least a passing familiarity with mud and mud type things. What he found was a doorbell! The part of the creek that we had dug up was an area that had been backfilled. We have found nuts and bolts, a few bricks, various random car parts, mostly mud and rocks, and a single doorbell.

Said doorbell has been buried in the mud for years. We've had the place for more than 5, some others lived there for 3-4yrs, and who knows how long before that the people who built the place buried it (much like King Tut, but maybe slightly fewer dead cats.)

Here is the amazing part (I know, hard to fathom that the above isn't the amazing part,  edge of your seat stuff there...).

(yippee ki-yay, dinging da-dong)

Took the thing apart, did a bit of cleaning, and it is a fully functional (well, not as fully functional as Brent Spiner's Data, but pretty fully functional for a doorbell) DOORBELL!

(...it is lovely, and it dings and dongs, what more could a boy want?)

I believe it is bakelite, the little moon is inlayed metal of some non-corroding flavor, it doesn't do anything fancy like light up, or pleasure Lt. Yar (as far as I am aware) but it does what it is 'spose to: a) let us know why the dogs are barking (which they do at random and b) pleasure Phrodaux (so maybe it is more fully functional that I'd like to admit).