And you know what? I am loving it. I don't care about the fact that it is now quite inconvenient and is holding up important tasks. (The Farmer does though). I don't care about the fact that my silvery, grey 4WD is now completely brown from all the mud. I don't even care about the piles and piles of washing that are stacking up, waiting to go through the dryer or get draped all over the house. After the last few years where we have never got quite enough rain, it just feels right somehow. Like a proper, normal winter.
I am testing out my four wheel driving skills along tracks that look like this.
|Muddy Farm Track|
My gumboots are getting a major workout.
And I am loving lying in bed at night, knowing it is raining outside.
It has been a long week here and I feel a bit weary for a Friday night. Farmboy woke me up last night as he had a nightmare. The nightmare involved a fake new boy coming into his class at school. The fake new boy went to do "show and tell" and instead hypnotised the whole class and the teacher. Evidently it was all very disastrous. (Farmboy is super imaginative and tends towards nightmares - the most memorable occasion being after he watched Muppets In Space and then dreamed about a brain sucking muppet for the next week...)
Anyway - by the time I had listened to the whole sorry tale at 3 am this morning and settled Farmboy down, I was so awake that I couldn't go back to sleep. So today has felt very long...
I am looking forward to the weekend though. Farmboy is going to wow us with his Minkey prowess tomorrow, or at least the stylish air guitar he does on his stick when he gets bored if he is the goalie. Can't wait.
Take care and have a good weekend, wherever you may be.