While you all wait on tenterhooks to find out where I’ve been for the past week, I thought I’d show you some photos my darling mother recently sent me.
Also, I have a twinge of Fun Monday envy. If I took a photo out my front door, you’d just see another boring, steel-reinforced door in a dreary foyer. So, I’m stealing my mother’s glory.
As Willowtree mentioned in his photographic odyssey, parts of Australia are in the grip of drought. This is nothing new, as it seems for the past ten years or so, one state or another has been dry as a bone.
Growing up in lush, sub-tropical Queensland (and it’s more tropical than sub, I’ll tell ya), I remember the time about five years ago when the Premier ordered the drinking water dams be opened and water be released, as the dams had reached their capacity.
Criticised at the time for letting water go when parts of Australia were really darn thirsty, I remember him saying, “We have enough water here to last us another five years.”
Five years down the track, and Brisbane hasn’t seen a significant rainfall since… well, since then. Water is now the Premier’s number one priority.
So without any further ago, here are photos of my parents lush, sub-tropical front yard…
When people say Australia is running out of water… they’re really not joking.
(And as I write this, my cleaner is cleaning the kitchen with the water constantly running. At least it’s not drinking water.)