Water, water, everywhere

This evening we had our first rays of sunlight in a whole week.  It has been raining almost non-stop that entire time. Our yard is a makeshift patchwork or halfheartedly raked channels to divert water, the gravel on our driveway is mostly in the gutter, and behind the house is a quagmire of clay.  All four of our rainwater tanks are full to overflowing, and it's high time the rain stopped.

But, goodness, it's fun gardening.  Arlo has shiny red ladybeetle gumboots and a rain jacket, and we stomped in puddles today.  Right now he's digging holes with Dadda, in order to put down sleepers for our new path.  He has his very own shubble, rake, towl (trowel), and barrow, and sometimes borrows Dadda's mallet, and he wields them all with expertise.  Not always in places that are suitable, but he has tools and he knows how to use them.

Last night he graffitied on our newly painted bathroom wall while Mark was marking holes for the toilet roll holder.

Tomorrow we go to Sydney - I go shopping in the morning, Mark has a meeting in the afternoon, we'll stay o/n in the city and home on Sunday, sometime.

Also: I have promised to break both my youngest sister-in-law's legs by the end of May.  She only just returned from a year working in Japan.  Yesterday she was offered a job in Italy for another 12 months.  I think two broken legs should keep her on domestic soil for some time, neh?