It has rained here every day since for ages ago. It has rained, then stopped for an hour, then rained, then stopped for an hour. I don’t remember the last day without rain.
It has rained in the day, it has rained in the night.
The washing is piling skyward, the sheets are getting crunchy.
The mould is growing up the bathroom walls, the car has a damp carpet smell.
The grass is squishy, a tadpole smell hangs in the air.
Puddles are enormous, mushrooms are sprouting.
Mud is everywhere.
I need flippers to get around…
(with apologies to those in the south of Australia who are melting. I’m really not complaining – just making an observation.)