There used to be an Iris farm not far from us, but it closed down a couple of years ago. I liked going sometimes to choose an iris or two to plant in my garden. The proprietor would carefully write the name of the iris in black pen along one of the plant’s strappy leaves,…

Early this morning, during a break from the rain, I stepped outside to take some photos. There’s a paddling pool in the back garden that wasn’t there before. And the rain has continued most of the day. Dams are full, rivers have almost broken their banks, swirling brown water rushes along every creek, people are…