|Pots pulled out from under the eaves in the hope of catching a little of the promised rain.|
And so here we are, living as if we were in Alice Springs. Not allowed to put a drop of water on the garden unless we catch it first in the process of a now hurried shower, we are reduced to the living standards of our poor Australian cousins. There is a forecast of a little rain today or tomorrow, but so far the clouds look less than promising. I hope you lot are happy!