I lay awake listening to rain on the roof and when dawn broke, this was the view that greeted Alex and me yesterday.
Wayne was in Melbourne, Zoe still curled up in bed. The cows were missing their milker, Clarkie, who was on the other side of the flood waters. Sticklers for routine, they’d started coming into the yard and would not be happy! As soon as Zoe woke, we packed breakfast and headed off in the car, looking for a way through.
I sat contemplating the water for a couple of minutes and turned back – not worth the risk. After about three-quarters of an hour of back road exploration, we made it to town! A quick call to Clarkie and he was on his way.
Yay! Our patience is rewarded![/caption]
The cows were milked a few hours late but everyone was safe and Zoe made it to school in time for morning tea. The rest of the day was spent hunkered down with farm consultant Matt, poring over spreadsheets, while Alex entertained us with his antics. The waters are still quite high today but this afternoon’s farm tour will reveal the extent of the damage.
All part of the thrills and spills of life on the land and I guess we had better get used to it – if the scientific community has it right, the climate rollercoaster will only get more and more “exciting”.
5 thoughts on “The morning after”
The baby is so cute. I really enjoyed reading your blog. Hope you can email me for your new post. Thanks!
Marian, just discovered your blog and it is wonderful.
On the issue of extreme weather events, Munich Re keeps records that show these events are (globally) becoming more frequent. See
Awe. Cute child! 🙂
Livin the dream Marion,
Ha – maybe – didn’t feel too dreamy at the time though.