Cut-off low pressure system wrecked more havoc one month after cyclone Issa washed us upside down, how much more can one endure?
I think it was late Thursday when warning was moved to Level 10 for disaster to strike once again, it may have been Friday just before all hell let loose on us once again the heavens opened not taking a breather for the next two days.
Already rocked by the cyclone last month cleaning operations only starting to get underway, where repairs had started, tarmac lifted once again tossed aside. Many had to be evacuated to avoid loss of life where blocks of flats, houses were washed away once again.
Repairs are exceptionally slow, money not forthcoming down to allocations within municipal areas are some reasons given, we know the water and electricity supply has not been repaired to all regions after first devastating blow, this could push everything to a limit of endurance.
Fire finch, sparrows and whydah birds came down searching for food, put out daily I tried a dry spot but they never knew to look there, whatever washed to the floor they enjoyed.
Eventually a weak rainbow late Sunday afternoon appeared, good sign of sunshine slowly attempting to throw some light at simultaneously as the rain was still falling, we call this a monkeys wedding.
Today the sun came out with brilliant blue skies above, monkeys arrived to find fruits in large numbers.
Lizards both skink and blou-koppie sunning on the same curry tree, perhaps no fighting about territory the sun-god was out to laze and warm up.
Butterflies appeared once again after all they too cannot fly in rainfall.
Birds hung onto high perches to wait for the morning sun, Oh what a beautiful morning time to dry out and warm up, seed on the feeder arriving....
Some fungi hanging in on the tree once again looked slightly fresher than previously.
Woody got stuck into some serious mole hunting, wow they moving underground making tunnels obviously in search of food under the highways below....
Flowers, wild flowers bright yellow dress up the region at this time of year in splendid warmth, reminder our winter is starting.
#alwaysaflower for Denise to enjoy, sunshine from South Africa directly after the rain, yes floods have not brought happiness, that we must seek between the bleakness of what has transpired, rebuild and move on.
All photography is my own using a Canon PowerShot SC730 HS, resized for easier loading, writing is my own.
Thought for Today:
How the Monkeys Saved the Fish
The rainy season that year had been the strongest ever and the river had broken its banks. There were floods everywhere and the animals were all running up into the hills. The floods came so fast that many drowned except the lucky monkeys who used their proverbial agility to climb up into the treetops. They looked down on the surface of the water where the fish were swimming and gracefully jumping out of the water as if they were the only ones enjoying the devastating flood.
One of the monkeys saw the fish and shouted to his companion: Look down, my friend, look at those poor creatures. They are going to drown. Do you see how they struggle in the water? Yes, said the other monkey. What a pity! Probably they were late in escaping to the hills because they seem to have no legs. How can we save them? I think we must do something. Let鈥檚 go close to the edge of the flood where the water is not deep enough to cover us, and we can help them to get out.
So the monkeys did just that. They started catching the fish, but not without difficulty. One by one, they brought them out of the water and put them carefully on the dry land. After a short time there was a pile of fish lying on the grass motionless. One of the monkeys said, Do you see? They were tired, but now they are just sleeping and resting. Had it not been for us, my friend, all these poor people without legs would have drowned.
The other monkey said: They were trying to escape from us because they could not understand our good intentions. But when they wake up they will be very grateful because we have brought them salvation. Traditional Tanzanian Folktale
