G’Day Mob,
There’s nothing quite like the
prediction of rain after an extended dry spell to get farmers hopping. Fencing,
put off for weeks, is hurriedly done – because it’s going to rain. Firewood
boxes are topped up and washing done – because it’s going to rain. Water tanks
are emptied and cleaned and the residents are relocated -
because it’s going to rain. And
then, when the jobs are done and the skies are still blue, a restless
anticipation sets in.
