SATURDAY 31 MAY ADELS GROVE
It rained during the night – quite steadily for a while. It sounded more than it was. We didn’t get the rain direct on the van roof, but rather had the stream of drips from the tree canopy overhead. Aesthetically, it was some welcome variety. In the morning, the air smelled really lovely. The birds were really rejuvenated.
Through the night, the bull was calling out, from out the front somewhere – lonely, poor old thing.
Practically, the half mm or so that we had was a pain – there was mud tracked all over the place, until the ground dried out later in the day.
I was on shop and assisting in the kitchen. John was on cleaning amenities – not fun, with the mud – and the rubbish run.
The bones were weary. Only had one day off in the last nineteen. We really needed the coming break.