This will hurt me...

Hobart in the summer. Our front yard, Geilston Bay. December 2011. Today's photograph is an appropriately wet one for Watery Wednesday . Taken last Monday at (about) 4:04 pm, you can see how a sudden deluge saw our front lawn flooded. For a while there - as the waters rose and Henry and I were hustling as many animals as we could find (which amounted to some grasshoppers and a bunch of ants) onto a makeshift raft - we were quite worried. Then the rain stopped. Aside from a bit of pine bark that floated away and a bunch of rocks that were pushed downhill by the stream of water, there was not much to show of the whole affair,

Sometimes all you have to do is just say the word "bread" and you find yourself surrounded by ducks and geese. Still no word if any of these were laying golden eggs...

The great Richmond flood of June 2011. Richmond, June 2011. We've had a lot of rain about these parts lately (to be fair, we've had our share of cold clear days too, but they're not nearly so dramatic). On one of these days we ventured down the road to the historic township of Richmond™ - that is, if 'history' begins in 1823.... MORE of the great Richmond flood of June 2011. Richmond, June 2011. So this day we eschewed the beach and went to find scones. Instead of small and fluffy Scottish quick breads we found a raging torrent ! The great Richmond flood of June 2011, looking away from the bridge. Richmond, June 2011. That said, the ducks and the geese seemed to enjoy it.