When your hopes are washed…

When your hopes are washed away….

Most will say a raindrop, as it sparkles on a leaf while the evening sun sets, is a very beautiful thing, but when billions of those tiny raindrops crash into rivers and force them to rise so high that they leave their natural bed, the situation quickly gets out of hand. I live in Austria and we have seen the first flooding since 1859 in the last couple of days. Is this our fault? Have we manipulated nature once too often or is it simply a contretemps? []

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