Raindrops are falling on my head

*gasp* my eyes and ears don't deceive me....... we have rain! Big fat delicious drops of autumn rain, smelling so sweetly of dry dirt and a long hot summer.

This afternoon as the rain pelted our tin roof, Mathilda and I watched and listened to the clouds rolling by and the lightning and thunder as the skies opened up above us. We drank in the beautiful sounds of pink & grey galahs squawking in the trees, sheep bleating and scurrying for cover and nature gobbling up every last drop of this long awaited weather.

I'd almost forgotten how delightful an afternoon shower can be.