It has been raining on and off over the last 24 hours, for what seems like the first time in weeks, and last night Meg and I couldn’t resist getting out in it and going for a walk. Here she is with her new umbrella – bought weeks ago but only getting its first use.
The drought has meant that even Winter was very dry, although it started out with promise. Now at the start of Spring, Melbourne’s water catchments are still only just over 39% full and stage 3a water restrictions have just been confirmed for the remainder of the year.
Bucketing water out from the shower and the washing machine will ensure that everything remains alive, but comes at the cost of ‘bucket back’ and splashed floors. I’m not complaining – three minute showers have become long enough (any longer seems like a terrible indulgence) – just noting the changes from the way we used to do things. As long as I can keep the garden alive it is worth the extra effort, particularly as the vegie garden really gets going with the summer crops.
While I’ve been preparing the garden for the new season, it has been fun to watch our dogs play. One of them – Cher – has only been with us for eighteen months, and although she is six and a half, had never been allowed to roam around in a garden before coming to us. Her first home saw her kept as a trophy – only allowed out of her trolley to eat or go to the toilet – and harrassed by her owner’s son and his dog. Her second home was back in the breeder’s kennel and although she was well looked-after, she was kept in a pen and not as a pet.
With us, she spends hours exploring the garden and chasing the doves away, and thinks that vegie patches are great places to investigate – especially once blood and bone is added to the mix! At the end of the day, she even gets to sleep on the bed. What more could a dog ask for?