The rains have finally come. The first decent ground-soaking grime-cleansing rains for seven months. The lawns, brown only a day before are starting to respond already with patches of green.
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It was only the day before the old sago palm had spread it's leaves and the next ring of thorny leaves began to unfurl. That was the first sign.
Then the ants had migrated overnight and taken up residence in the curtain rod. The precious eggs taken up to higher ground safe from the flooding waters. The second sign.
Then my ear started to ache and I had to stop work because it was impossible to concentrate. The third sign.
For two days I was in agony and the rains came tumbling down and then as the sun peeked meekly through the clouds, I had a repreive from the pain. Today another thunderstorm and though I felt fine for most of the day the afternoon deluge brought another painful earache. It's stopped raining again now.
Out further from the coast towards the west, in the outback, there are two year old kids who have never seen rain.
Hopefully this will remind to write something more about the city too and the grime that the rains seems to wash away. The oil on the roadway that makes them as slippery as ice after such a long dry spell. The dust and particles in the air and the rains that cleanse the air and strip away some of the charged particles. Later when I can sit and concentrate for longer. Sleep is the best medicine now.
Like the grasses showing tender faces to each other, thus should we do, for this was the wish of the Grandfathers of the World.