crazy rain

Crazy rain came and kept coming.

It made the backyard boggy and the trains stop running

Slips and floods where ground can't cope to soak it up

and so it spread sideways, and a baby hedgehog was found dead, presumably drowned.

And buried in said soggy-boggy garden. A child upset at the incomprehensible sadness,

while I felt sorry for farmers whose feed for winter has been forsaken

by too much too late.

But we had our saving graces:

Funny hat sessions

Space mobiles

and ginormous feijoas with their floral fragrance devoured skin and all.