It hadn’t rained in so long the little kids were in danger of being terrified when it did come.
Each morning before breakfast, dad was up and looking at the forecast to see if there was any promise of rain. His downcast look told us the answer.
He’d sold a lot of the stock and shot a lot others as he was unable to keep them fed and I know those actions broke his heart.
So the day the dark clouds appeared on the horizon, and the weather was predicted to bring rain had him sitting on the veranda watching the build-up away to the south as that was the direction our weather came from.
By mid-morning, it had become unusually dark. Dad had a call from a neighbouring property to say rain was falling and we all held our breaths hoping it could come our way.
By lunch time…
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