SOUL RAIN

The Rain

Then it falls.

Dry country waits.

By the end of summer the paddocks are the colour of straw and the dams are low. Everything here is waiting on the same thing.

Rain falling from dark cloud against a red sunset, beyond a dry paddock of hay bales

Rain on the horizon, from the farm

Then everything answers.

Rain soaks into the soil. The dams fill. Green comes through where there was straw.

Forest, crops, birds and stock all keep time by it. So do we.

Rain is how fresh water comes back to the land, again and again. Every living thing depends on it.

Look closer

It has all fallen before

The Earth has held roughly the same water for billions of years. The rain that lands on our roof has been ocean, cloud, river and ice many times over.

Why rain is soft

When water evaporates it leaves its salts and minerals behind. That is why rain is naturally soft, and why it tastes light.

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