It's been one wet, wet week. We received over 150mls of rain in one night, and it hasn't really dried out since then. The days have gotten finer, but everyday since last Friday has still been dampened by drifts of drizzle and rain that blows in from the mountains. Despite the sogginess, the piled up laundry, squelchy mud, slippery paddocks and grey skies, I am not complaining.
As I wrote in my last post, I thrive on rainy weather.
I will admit that I also enjoy my fair share of sunshine, and after it's been grey and bleak for several weeks you may hear me grumbling. Some might even describe it as moaning. But alas, that is human nature and the way everyone tends to roll. And even when I do moan or grumble, know that I am still grateful for every drop we receive.
To think that only a matter of weeks ago our region was dry and dusty, and what few patches of green were around were only short and certainly not lush.
The lush green of February has arrived. Gumboots, umbrellas and raincoats are in use around here.
It's actually sunny today.
I am enjoying the sunshine while it lasts, we're apparently in for more heavy rain this weekend. Although when the weather bureau announces that, it's understandable, if you don't believe them.
The animals are also enjoying the sunshine; no doubt they're happy to have their hooves and feet on drier ground.
The sheep are extra happy; they've been moved to greener, lusher and higher-grounded pastures. They're back employed as the brush-cutters of the native tree strip. Handy little animals they've turned out to be. I love the expression on Daisy's face in the photo above.
So it's ok if you think my love of photographing toadstools is peculiar,
I'm pretty sure she did too.
I hope you've had a satisfying week so far, and I hope you have a lovely weekend.