And now for another update via my magical iphone…
It has been cyclonic here at the farm the past few days. Trees down everywhere, extensive flooding, wild winds…
There is still no power, but this morning the wind has died down and the sun is out although big black clouds are building up behind us.
All I can hear is the drone of insects and the whine of chainsaws as Ben and our neighbours tackle the downed trees, blocked roads and smashed or washed away fences. So much work to do.
Of course I am not out there helping. Instead I am resting on the veranda with our latest houseguests.
The poor things have been buffeted and bewildered by the maelstrom so they have taken up a cosy position above the bathroom until things get back to normal. I have counted 22 so far.
Our carpet snakes are sunning themselves on a dry bit of
concrete near the back door. The wallabies are feasting in my waterlogged vegetable garden.
Quite the guesthouse we have here. But don’t bother visiting yet. Unless you have a canoe or a helicopter…