After a wild and wooly night where the hail drumming on his
kennel had the dog flee his post as guard dog for the chickens
and flee to the safety of the verandah where he could be
close to me.
In a brief brake in the weather I braved the foot deep slush
in the dip of our newly graded road.
The council, in it's wisdom, has a habit of grading our dirt
road just before big rains are expected.
All the disturbed dirt washes down into the dip in the road
creating a real driving hazard.
Stopped at the chemist's,
view in front of my car
and looking the other way.
Half a car length behind me there was a tiny spot where I could
cross to the footpath without filling my shoes.
I really appreciate the bounty from the sky,
it is just a bit difficult to keep warm enough.