I got sent home from my work in the centre of Brisbane today and told not to come in tomorrow because of the floods…I’ve lived here for over 20 years and I’ve never seen anything like this.
My house backs onto a water course which usually rises whenever we get a decent amount of rain so we’re nervously looking over the back fence. My wife, who is a music teacher, has been putting all her music (some of it irreplaceable) up on all the high shelves in the house, which I will probably take down to make room for guitars and microphones. But so far so good.
This time last year they were counting the days until the water supplies dried up.
“I love a sunburnt country, a land of sweeping plains
of rugged mountain ranges, of droughts and flooding rains
I love her far horizons, I love her jewel sea
Her beauty and her terror, the wide brown land for me”
From the poem “My Country” by Dorothy McKellar