…40-50mms of the glorious stuff! It was music to my ears even if I did have to be in the city this weekend wearing nothing but a party frock. Two days on and there is STILL puddles and mud. Over the past year, even when we do get a good rain, the ground is so parched that it sucks away the moisture and within 24 hours everything is barren and dry and the ground cracks open again. I really don’t believe this is the end of the drought (no matter how much those city folk complain about the amount of rain and how even 40mms won’t shut up the whinging farmers), but it’s a nice little topper to our dams and a short reprieve from the nasty fire season we are all expecting this year.
Days until our Tree change
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