Three times only this September I've walked early in light rain. With 26 days done it's looking unlikely there'll be more, although the forecast is for showers over the next few days. Often when they say that it doesn't happen. The rain we did have was most welcome after a drier than usual August but it was light rain only. I think about 30 ml for the month so far, if that. We haven't had the heavy spring rain we need. Oh, for a wet October.
Despite the dry, gardens are blooming marvellous. Cherrys are in flower and apples are breaking. Oaks are getting new leaves, as are liquid ambers, elms are flowering thier lovely pale green, pines have their soft light finger shoots. The spud farmers are out rotary hoeing their recently poughed paddocks. If your view of the world was restricted to my walk, without regard to the water levels of the reservoirs or the plight of croppers and irrigators in places less fortunate, you'd think we lived in a lush green paradise.
But if rain doesn't come soon, we're in for a long, horrible summer, with dwindling water supplies to keep new plantings alive. This is scary. Lib's sister Pat rang from Bendigo on the weekend and said it's like a desert there. Many farmers are going to the wall after good autumn rains gave hope and optimism.
Oh, for a wet October.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
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