Wet

I write this post on Sunday morning to the comforting sound of steady rain hitting the iron roof of our house. As you may have begun to detect, I was starting to get a tad worried about the lack of rain that had fallen since June which had killed off our pasture grasses to the point where Baxter and Dexter were reliant on the lucern we were giving them twice a day. But over the past weekend we scored about 80mm which has transformed the paddocks and the lawns around our home. Instead of brown we have green. And now we are enjoying steady 'follow-up rain' which should really replenish the ground water and quench the thirst of all our plants, big and small. Our rainwater tank is now at maximum capacity and Julia's Little Creek is flowing happily into Hanging Rock Creek.