There are more hills beyond these, which on a clear day are quite visible. Today we are under water. For some reason you can’t see the thick sheets of vertical rain in these pics – but I also took them when the rain had eased a little.
Today is one year to the day when I planted my first food plant. And I have not looked back. At first, I madly planted everything that took my fancy, but now I have learned a lot and lost a lot (of seedlings), and have planned out my vegetable garden for this year. And that plan stated, Australia Day – the beds are to be built.
So out I went in the rain, without a raincoat which just made me too sweaty, knee high socks and my gumboots. It felt so good to be gardening again, as lately I haven’t been able to venture outside due to the extreme heat. In the rain, I got so much done. Until I started slipping over in the mud puddles all over the ground.
Did I mention there was a lot of rain?
The cows didn’t seem to mind getting their hair/fur wet. But I was thankful to strip off my sopping clothes and have a hot shower (the last of the hot water though until the electric water heater kicks in).
Then I made mango relish and started knitting a new dishcloth on the snuggle couch. Quite possibly the most perfect Australia Day ever…
Until the neighbours rang to say that in a few hours the creek will be up over the only road into the valley and 4 tornadoes will come through overnight. So out into the rain again I went, to secure the guinea pigs on the deck, and all loose items in the shed. Then I tried to get the kids home and secure, but that is a lot more difficult as their father doesn’t want to leave his Australia Day party early, despite the prospects of my valley being flooded in for the next 3 or 4 days.