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Waking up to water…

This morning we woke up to a bit of a roar outside the kitchen window…

After the hideous humid heat of the previous week (during which we were working cattle, of course, and slowly melting away) the steady rainfall of the past three days has been a blessed relief.  And while the two-and-a-half inches of rain we measured did make the local roads quite wet, it didn’t really occur to us that pretty much ALL of the precipitation would run-off the countryside to the north-west of us…
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and into the river bed that runs beside our house…
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…to cause some pretty amazing flooding.  We actually had a house with real water views today!! (Look, Pickles our on-loan horse thinks it’s pretty unreal too!)

The last time I remember having water view from our house (for any length of time) was when I was in my mid-teens.   A looooong time ago now!

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This is the ‘Big Bridge’ just to the north of our home… it normally has a teeny trickle meandering beneath it’s towering pylons…

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Today the roar of muddy, frothing floodwaters inched ever upwards towards the concreted platform.

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I love the energy that seems to swirl invisibly from moving water… don’t you?

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It’s a teensy bit scary when it’s rushing and swirling in flood.  I don’t mind being a teensy bit scared… is that weird?

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It was all quite an amazing sight – the kids were intensely curious to see EVERYTHING. And we were keen to make sure they didn’t get to experience it TOO up close and personal…
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Our daughter seemed unintimidated by the sheer volume of water raging down the normally peaceful riverbed…

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Even as her father mourned the river fence posts lost deep beneath the muck and bile of the cranky waters…
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It’s funny how we all react differently to these little episodes of Mother Nature flexing her muscles.

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See the little green refugee here?  A tree frog huddled in the quagmire at the river’s edge.  I bet he’s not as impressed as I with the flooding!

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Sticks and logs were being washed and tumbled downstream from who-knows where upriver…

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I wonder who is missing an old 44-gallon drum? Heh.

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And while the younger little trees recently grown up in the river bed struggled with the onslaught, the old gums on the bank seemed to look on calmly…

I wonder if they were murmuring: “I told you so!” to their less-experienced cohorts?

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And the cattle camped comfortably by some granite rocks safely above the high watermark, appeared for all the world to be wondering…

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WHY DO THESE HUMANS HAVE TO STICKY BEAK

AND CARRY ON WITH CAMERAS

EVERY SINGLE TIME THIS HAPPENS?

🙂

BB

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