It's not something I do deliberately or with any malice. She simply can't be controlled sometimes. It's very very tiring.
Plus IBS* wholly stopped me from spending any quality time with my sons today. Ferk it. Even now I'm sitting here with a bot water hottle sitting on my gut, trying to stop the cramps.
It's not been "one of my better days".
That's eastern Australia coated in dust... that red dusty strip is about 3,000 kms / 1,900 miles in length, just to give you an idea of how much dust has been flying about...
The dust is a deep ruddy red/orange [the colour of the Aussie outback], and looks / feels like talcum powder... a finely ground powder seeping in everywhere, no matter how many windows are doors are closed.
Seven+ years of drought is affecting everywhere... the groundwater water table levels here are virtually non-existent. Huge dams [that are normally full and hugely gigantic] are sitting at 10% or less capacity levels, and have been for a few years now [Carcoar Dam, where we should be sailing, is a good example of a dam that hasn't been full since 2001]. It will take at least 5-10 years of regular good seasonal rains to help things begin to turn-around and recover... and long-range forecasts are predicting the opposite... things are not good. At all. People are jokingly referring to 'Dust Bowl' conditions, but in reality, it's not that far off... [it's not the farmer's fault... it's that most of inland Australia is desert, that's basically where this deep orange dust coming from].
*IBS is an ongoing thing that'll affect me for years, not just now and again.
Peas be with ewe
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