Two weeks ago I was preparing my place for bushfires; days were hot, the little dam had dropped to such an unprecedentedly low level that I was worried about the frogs and tortoises in there.


The grass was dry and unappetising and the wallabies and roos were jumping up to pull down even higher branches of my fruit trees.


Then we had about 10 inches of rain, with too-close-for-comfort thunder and lightning. The grass has greened up before my eyes.

Maybe the carpet of wallaby and roo pellets will begin to break down. The critters look rather bedraggled but they will soon dry out.


My track will be a slide event for some time as the hillsides are back to oozing water; good to see the water table replenished — and the dam.