It's Wet

632 points later I think the rain has gone. We woke this morning to a dry day (after already being woken at 4am by texts from Drew at the end of a big night out, asking to be picked up at 12noon and telling me that he loves me) but just as I went to mix feed, misty rain started falling and continued most of the day. I spent the morning washing wet towels from when we've had to mop up leaks, checking the goats, rescuing chooks from muddy pens and preparing powerpoint slides for the upcoming Manager's Conference. After lunch we drove to the farm to check out what effect the 6 inches of rain had had. It's interesting to learn about how the water flows/sits and how the country holds and reacts to rainfall. I spent hours on the internet last night looking at satellite and topographical flood maps of the farm to see previous water flows and flood levels. I think we'll always be pretty safe; if water ever reaches the house, the rest of the district will be in much bigger trouble than us. Livestock will always be safe due to the rise of the land and if we're ever stuck we can head for the hills.

In December we discussed getting this dam cleaned out in anticipation of rain. Too late; it's already full.

The magpies had the right idea. Plenty of shelter in the pump shed. We've just had the bore pulled and the whip shaft replaced.

I'm checking whether the water ran under the house. I have no idea why my arms are folded. There's a bit of work to do at the garage where the water races round the corner and down to the bricks. I can just about fit my whole body under this hat.

The garden and grass is soaking up the beautiful rain. It was very dry.

It's so pretty and peaceful and calming. I'm looking forward to moving.

We drove to the nearby creek.  On the right hand side it was relatively slow flowing.

On the left hand side it was a different story.

Further up around the road we met the same creek. I grew up on the banks of the Condamine River. I was reminded of it today.

As we left, I took another photo of the mill and tank. The leaking tank. That needs fixing.

Meg couldn't get home today so she still hasn't met her little goat family. The water is rising all around; main roads to everywhere are cut. The folk of Bundaberg are in for a harrowing few days. We are safe on a high ridge. Cattle won't get in or out for a few days. Water is over the road and up to the top of street signposts between here and Brisbane. The young Italian lad that I am local student exchange co-ordinator for will land at 7am tomorrow; his host family are stuck in Warwick; he and other arriving students will stay with a co-ordinator in Brisbane and wait until their host families can get to them. Drew is supposed to get the bus to Bris on Wednesday for a job interview. We are supposed to drive to the Gold Coast on Wednesday for the annual Manager's Conference. What a shame if we can't make it :)

And no, I didn't get the 2012 tax done - but I did get the chook feed mixed.