So much of what we do on the land is weather dependent ….. so much so that we have our own little sayings like ‘there’s money in mud’ and ‘rain is liquid gold’.
It’s no wonder this little passage about the an African tribe’s Rain Dance in Bob Proctor’s book, ‘The Art of Living’, appealed to me.
A lot of tribes in Africa have rain dances, but one little African Tribe is different. Every time they dance, it rains!
Anthropologists have gone to study these people because it doesn’t rain every time most other tribes do a dance. So they went and studied this one tribe to find out why it rains every time they dance.
Do you know what they found out? They found out the tribe dances until it rains.
That’s All!!
We were given a couple of signs to start dancing last week with the mock orange in full bloom and a flock of ducks arriving at the milker yard, indicating they were seeking higher ground. The build up of heat and humidity was oppressive.
Over five days we received a 5mm, 12mm, 4mm, 4mm and a 3 mm. Enough to spring the pangola back into it’s growth cycle and leave me with wet socks on my morning run.
I kept telling the kids to keep dancing …..
Each morning I’d check in with the “Who got the rain’s” Facebook page. It was a hive of activity with wonderful reports of huge rain totals for many who had had it so dry for so long.
The weather bureau issued a severe weather warning for us this week-end, with falls in excess of 100mm forecast.
To date we’ve had wonderful, wonderful grass rain with our total for the past 12 days now at 140mm. The gullies have just started to run, indicating the ground is almost saturated.
Fingers crossed that the next fall is a heavier one to put a run in the creeks.
Never the less we’re all as happy as pigs in mud and will continue to dance to an African tune!
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