Rumours of rain and war

With apologies to Spike Milligan.

As promised quite some time ago, that's what our friendly neighbourhood widowmaker looks like now. In the meantime, the drought has broken, at least in the general vicinity of our garden:

Out Goulbourn and Waragamba way, alas, the dams are still dropping and the grass is still brown.

Apologies to the people who've asked me to post more often. Various things have kept me tied up at uni, and given that this is meant to be a travelogue rather than a diary I haven't had much to write about. I've got some more Sydney things to post though, so stay tuned. If you're a reader, please feel free to leave a comment to let me know you exist, even it you just leave a stone, like this: (o)

EDIT: The web control-freak in me is coming out. I don't like the way blogger handles images...