Summer in the sticks
Oh look… it’s Wednesday. And you know what I haven’t done for ages? A World Weather Wednesday report!!
It’s been hot in our corner of the world lately… Queensland summers can be notoriously steamy, and the last few weeks have been right up there in the ‘melting bitumen’ department (around that 40 degree Celsius mark).
I may have mentioned the lack of rain, somewhere recently? Well, at the risk of boring you all senseless, the dryness of the landscape (for all of us who depend on a decent season for our business) has reached that point where ALL we can talk about is whether it will storm and relieve both the heat and return some much-needed moisture to the soil.
Actually, as I check Facebook, I note all my city friends are talking about the weather too!
This is an instagram I took in town a couple of days ago… please ignore the dust on my dashboard! I was visiting the GP with a nasty virus that has settled into my chest. The pills seem to be working and I sound a tad less like a barking dog!
Nibbles, Bubbles and Troubles have been getting lots of fresh water in their wading vessel, and regular trips into the air-conditioning. Lucky ducks!
Where there is mustering, there will be Violet.
Sounds a little like my Dad really…
Dash has been entertaining a friend – a lovely young man from a local town who graduated from Primary School last week. He is two years older than Dash, but the age gap doesn’t seem to matter while he’s out here. They have been keeping cool with some wii-playing in the air con, and getting outdoors to take on fishing, calf feeding, swimming, bike riding…
Snake trap creating…
Among my major
time wasting activities (along with laundry, cooking, Christmas gift organising and attempted house-cleaning for six residents) has been ‘impersonating a pool boy’. Those who haven’t trawled the archives mightn’t realise we have a massive inground pool built by my dad about six decades ago. Which is lovely, except all filtration has been added since and it remains leaf-basket free. Which basically means I am half the filtration system – skimming leaves and debris from its surface at least twice a day, and trying to prevent stuff accumulating on the floor of the pool which the creepy crawly (pool vacuum designed for a pool HALF this size) has NO chance of getting around.
Then a couple of weeks ago the pool pump died. And it got hot. Real hot. Chlorine-eating hot.
Yup. Shrek Green …again…
It has been hit with a small fortune’s worth of chemicals and algae inhibitors. I am hoping some magic will happen overnight and the green will be replaced with clean!
Never mind. I do realise these are all first world problems! And the kids and men don’t seem to mind the hue of the water – as long as it’s cool at the end of a long hot day out in the dusty paddock.
Late edit: as I type this, we are recovering from a wild storm that put almost 9mm in the rain gauge. Not drought-breaking, but something to help settle the dust and cool the air a little.
How’s the weather where you are? Are you yearning for a change?