Ironed out!

That's better!

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I love rain;

C J Dennis1876-1938, written in 1913

Adelaide and Oodnadatta,

Pepegoona, parched and dry

Laugh beneath a dripping sky.

Riverina's thirsting plain

Knows the benison of rain.

Ararat and Arkaroola

Render thanks with Tantanoola

For the blessings they are gaining,

And it's raining - raining - raining!

Weeps the sky at Wipipee

Far Farina's folk are dippy

With sheer joy, while Ballarat

Shouts and flings aloft its hat.

Thirsty Thackaringa yells;

Taltabooka gladly tells

Of a season wet and windy;

Men rejoice on Murrindindie;

Kalioota's ceased complaining;

For it's raining - raining - raining!

On the wilds of Winininnie

Cattle low and horses whinny,

Frolicking with sheer delight.

From Beltana to The Bight,

In the Mallee's sun-scorched towns,

In the sheds on Darling Downs,

In the huts at Yudnapinna,

Tents on Tidnacoordininna,

To the sky all heads are craning -

For it's raining - raining - raining!

Mile on mile from Mallacoota

Runs the news, and far Baroota

Speeds it over hill and plain,

Till the slogan of the rain

Rolls afar to Yankalilla;

Wallaroo and Wirrawilla

Shout it o'er the leagues between,

Telling of the dawning green.

Frogs at Cocoroc are croaking,

Booboorowie soil is soaking,

Oodla Wirra, Orroroo

Breathe relief and hope anew.

Wycheproof and Wollongong

Catch the burden of the song

That is rolling, rolling ever

O'er the plains of Never Never,

Sounding in each mountain rill,

Echoing from hill to hill…

In the lonely, silent places

Men lift up their glad, wet faces,

And their thanks ask no explaining -

It is raining - raining - raining!

C J Dennis, Poet & Journalist was born in Auburn, South Australia, on 7 September 1876, he was christened Clarence Michael James, and afterwards given the confirmation name of Stanislaus. He preferred to be known as Den.

After formal education in Gladstone, Laura and Adelaide, Den worked in a number of diverse positions, such as a solicitor's clerk, a member of the staff of the Critic (a weekly Adelaide journal), and a hotel barman. Already writing, a number of his early verse were published in the’Critic’ in 1898.

Raindrops on Salvia;

Reflections;

1. The act of reflecting or the state of being reflected

2. something reflected or the image so produced, as by a mirror

3. careful or long consideration or thought

4. implicit or explicit attribution of discredit or blame

5. (Mathematics) Maths a transformation in which the direction of one axis is reversed or which changes the sign of one of the variable

s6. (Life Sciences & Allied Applications / Anatomy) Anatomy the bending back of a structure or part upon itselfreflectional , reflexional adj

Reflections

are so very alluring, calming

and full of mystery.

Early in the morning;

I feed the fish...

and Mrs. Benteli, she is always waiting or comes running when she sees me;

This little pair of native, crested pigeons arrive as soon as they see me feeding Mrs. Benteli. They have become fairly tame and usually breed in the garden. Generally they bring up one baby. I do not feed them to much, they still have to do their own foraging.

Billy loves a few grains as well!!

The Angelina's can never wait...they also get kitchen scraps, fruit and greens. In spring they love lots of dandelion leaves. They always look good with glossy, black feathers. They enjoy special treats too. These hens are nice and friendly birds always talking to me.

Please consider buying free range eggs. Battery hens are not happy birds. They are very poor, abused creatures.

Purple carpet;

Today it looks fine, the sky a freshly washed blue.The coarse, dry lawn has become a purple carpet. The pretty bells look silvery in the early sunlight.

The day has only just started and I am still free as a bird.

Later I have to drive into town to go to the pharmacy to prolong the hired crutches. P. is not very happy with them I have to ask for something better, more sophisticated! I think there is nothing else available and he has to get used to the ones he has got. It will be at least another 5 weeks...long weeks for a very active man! Patience is not a word he knows well!! He has to be a fast learner!

A little rain and the Daylilies start to show their amazing patterns and colours. The earlier ones were very beautifully plain! Now they have become show pieces with frills and curls on their petals.

Fine lines of gold along the rim of the petals, they are getting very diva like.

I am glad I do not have to water the gardens today.

Rain...

Enfin, the rain has come. It has not come in great big puddles but just about 35mm. The garden was very dry. The daylilies had really a hard time, all of them not just the newly planted ones.

I am very pleased for the 35 mm and a big thank you to the Rain goddesses.

Today we had to get back to the hospital to have Peter's ankle checked and xrayed again. So far so good; his plaster was exchanged, he could choose the colour...lol...it is green...

We go to the public hospital, there is some waiting, but the service is excellent everybody is kind, cheerful and very helpful and it is all free. The public hospitals always get blamed and bad mouthed. I think the concept of the PH is wonderful as are the nurses, doctors therapists and others who are involved to help you to feel better.