The flood waters are approaching. This is not a lake, it’s someone’s paddock. The birds are loving it, and the fish, that are being swept along. 25 truck loads of gravel were added to the road, but it’s steadily being washed away. The water coming along behind stretches many, many kilometres. My house is ahead and to the left exactly where the water is going, but still a few kilometres away. It’s midway between here and the mighty Murray river. The Murray is flooding Echuca now, breaking all sorts of records, and it’s estimated to be maybe 48 hours before it gets to us.

It’s frightening, but beautiful.