Well, the second night that we were here, we had a pretty heavy rainfall. Rainwater came in through the back kitchen door and left a big puddle under the kitchen table. And then, most nights thereafter, there was some light rain. But last Thursday took the cake. It rained most of the day Thursday, but the rain got really heavy around 5 pm. I felt terrible when the gentleman from Aaron's company came to check out the problem with the water heater. When he opened the door to the roof, a puddle that had been sitting there poured into the room. He got some cardboard to stop it from leaking into the room, and promised he would be back at nine the next morning.
The rain was truly Biblical - it was like a wall of water outside, and a terrible hammering on the roof and skylights. Still, I was a bit taken aback when one of the walls started weeping:
And then there was the ceiling in the walk-in closet, which was saturating the carpet.
We took a picture of the ceiling in the front entrance that evening . . . By the next morning, the damage had spread considerably, and the floor was a small lake in spite of the buckets, garbage cans, pots, and towels we had arrayed under the leak.
These are only a few of the many pictures we took. Throughout the house were leaks and stains, as though the whole ceiling might become saturated and collapse.
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