The rain is lashing down here, absolutely pouring. It always makes me a bit nervous when it rains like this.
In April 2007, Northland suffered terrible floods. It had rained and rained, but I went out to Playgroup anyway. I shouldn't have because I ended up hiking home, with my son and husband, through the wet and slippery bush, five months pregnant with my second child. The roads washed out, slips came down and we were marooned at home without power for three days. But at least we were at home, some people couldn't get home that first night.
When you got to the end of our road, you turned onto State Highway 11. This was heading south.
I don't think my family ever saw these photos so I'm posting them now. Lets hope the rains stops soon (ungrateful wench that I am, I've been moaning about the drought, now I'm moaning about the rain!).
This was State Highway 11 heading North. We couldn't get through either direction.
My waterhole is almost completely full. The driveway is like a little river and we have a creek in the cow paddock where there wasn't one before. The ducks, however, are in heaven! (And it's perfect weather for staying inside and quilting till my heart's content).