One was going to tell you all about the Queensland floods.
In fact One spent a good part of the morning posting all about all kinds of natural disasters of the cyclonic, fire AND flood kind before One decided to simply do this instead.
Just a little bit.
We are dry here today after a year's worth of rain having fallen in 6 weeks. By some magic, we are not flooded. The third level is a muddy mire. The septic trench is smelling more country than usual. And if we didn't suffer from cabin fever we might try white water rafting down the storm water outlet on the edge of our property.
But that is nothing...
Up the road a bit to Gympie and down the road a bit to Caboolture, west a bit to Toowomba and then further south to Brisbane, flood waters are showing off their awesome power. Friends and family are affected to varying degrees. It is all awful. One has found it difficult to talk to anyone much, let alone blog. But a bit of sunshine and a sticking out of woolly tongue can do wonders.
Love and best wishes to those in its path. And fab job done by the SES volunteers and the defence force and the police and even those we love to hate and hate to love, the pollies. Thank bloody goodness for all of you.