At last, some serious rain! We have had months of semi-drought in the Mountains and the only rain to speak of has been a light sprinkling. But right now it is steady and likely to be soaking in the ever-so-dry-earth. Outside the birds seem energised and aware that water gets the whole shebang moving.

I just finished a longer than usual walk, my shoes and orthotics soaked through from the slosh of puddles. But it was very nice, the colours everywhere much sharper, sounds of road, rail and bush track more pronounced. Rain is a restorative for a country like Australia; we need to learn how to catch every drop and value it for the treasure that it is. A part of the essence of life, yet something we are complacent about.

from Old Man Rain

Old Man Rain at the windowpane
Knocks and fumbles and knocks again:
His long-nailed fingers slip and strain:
Old Man Rain at the windowpane
Knocks all night but knocks in vain.
Old Man Rain.

Madison Cawein