How perverse nature can be. I live in one of the driest places where people can live and there still be trees. On Sunday all was dusty and still reasonably warm as per usual at the end of Summer.
On Monday the remains of a cyclone passed over and the rain just bucketed down. Our area had local flooding. I was in my workroom and couldn't get out, the water was up to the step and even on the verandah nearly to the back door. My big 'brave' dog was hiding from the thunder under my desk. I could even hear the creek in our neighbors paddock roaring over the rocks after it stopped raining.
It did drain away fairly quickly but was so unusual for here I had to take a few pics. It only took a half hour or so to do this. I've been cleaning up the mud left behind ever since, and hubby has been fixing fences as have a lot of the farmers around here. At least all our animals are OK though some other sheep were wandering about on the road this morning.
A lot of the shops in town were not so lucky as us, there was quite a bit of damage and we even got on the news that night.
Today all is again Sunny and the dust is returning.
Some pics in my scraps
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