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First trip to the beach for this year (and these summer holidays)!

It was very hot, humid and the water was unusually warm, brown (rather than its usual turquoise colour) and the waves were dumping. Even the beach was reshaped quite steeply from recent king tides. You could tell that there has been some strange events lately.

Not the best ever beach morning, but the kids and their friend enjoyed themselves, I got wet and we all had enough after a couple of hours and came back home.

By the evening the storms moved in again and throughout the night it rained heavily at times with an amazing lightning show that made me think of stories of locals whose houses have been hit by lightning in the past… Scary bedtime stories.

 

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On our first car trip out for some time, we drove to Maleny to stock up on school stationery, groceries and visit the library as well as the icecream shop. The day was hot right from the word go and castellanus clouds were promising to build into cumulunimbus sooner rather than later.

There were signs of scarring on hillsides where landslides had taken place, some dangerously close to buildings and Baroon Pocket Dam had changed it’s colour to a muddy brown, full to the brim.

The expected thunderstorm reached us in the afternoon, hardly interrupting the kids water play.

Apart from having only a minor repair on the car to pay for, today’s highlight was the welcome discovery of basil growing wild near the karate dojo.

Since my basil has been demolished by snails, grasshoppers and insects all summer, I have had a distinct lack of my favourite condiment: Pesto.

But all was saved after I picked a huge aromatic bunch to take home, with the hope that next week, there will be more available still to keep me supplied until my own garden has recovered.

Of course we had pasta and pesto for dinner tonight.

After half a day of work we went out to test my tyre repair job by riding to the French cafe for afternoon tea. The weather was unstable but holding and apart from a few drops while sitting at the cafe we got there and back in the dry.

I’ve been avoiding using the car this weekend as I’ve had rats sheltering in the engine over the last week and my power steering was not working. Although I could still drive, I was cautious about what other damage they may have done, so it’s booked in first thing tomorrow for a check and repair.

I suppose rats are also trying to get away from the flood waters as do other animals, yet somehow I have more sympathy with the native animals displaced in recent weeks as with the rats or mice trying to move into the walls and ceilings of my home… Let’s hope the python is hungry when it comes out again.

Unfortunately I’m too busy working to get outside much.

I have inherited some new chickens (8 two-year old hens) and some of them don’t seem to have any trouble getting out. We regularly see one or two wandering about and needing a little convincing to get back inside the run.

Apart from this I found my bike had a flat tyre by afternoon which needed fixing and which kept me from going for another ride today.

I noticed my cycads and treeferns look revived after these rains – new leaves are unfurling. Yet my vegetable garden has fallen prey to the myriads of snails which have multiplied over the last weeks.

Today’s highlight was that we managed to go for a bike ride in the afternoon and avoid the showers!

Finally a chance to get outside this summer.

This morning there were only 13mm in the gauge! And during the day there were some welcome glimpses of sun. A day for taking stock and tidying up. The news for other communities is still grim, whether they still face rising waters, face clean-ups or face locating their missing…

I woke to fog… and no rain, on my birthday. And while it did not get sunny, at least the showers kept to a minimum and we enjoyed afternoon tea on the deck outside. Even the neighbours interrupted their mopping up actions for an hour or so to join us for a piece of cake and a cup of tea.

It wasn’t the most joyous day ever as we were all aware of the people still suffering south and west of us, where the water was still on its determined way down to wreak havoc with their lives. Yet the day held hope that it would now get better, dry out, that even the sun would show its face again soon.

Overnight I lost a tree to the storm and the rain has not let up.

Brisbane is on flood alert now and more is falling from the sky.

‘Relentless’ has reached a new level as I watch the water creep up to my backdoor.

I feel cut off and it is safer to stay home then to contemplate braving the elements. I feel for those who have to leave their houses behind.

My driveway has turned into a river ford I am reluctant to cross. My only lifeline to the outside world is the internet and the news – well, our TV reception is bad at the best of times, and terrible in this relentless rain, but the internet may not be fast here, but at least it makes me feel as if I am not alone in this.

And it is always good to be thankful we are still dry. My neighbour’s basement has been flooding since yesterday. The water is pushing through the walls during each heavy shower… We still wait for the rain to stop.

Today I emptied 226mm from the rain gauge.

When will it stop?

Through the fog I can see that the little creek below has turned into a raging river.

With every new shower my vegetable garden goes under – I’m hoping not everything will die from drowning…

I emptied out 260mm from the rain gauge this morning.

It is relentless.

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