![]() ![]() The man passed through the trees and blinked with near blind eyes at the long depression beyond. The trees that stood around the high-water mark now wore tutu-skirts of grass and branches torn from the ground-up soil. Humid mists rose through the trees and scrub as a man, his clothes smeared dark with dirt and filth, staggered towards a groaning chorus of alarm. When the rain stopped the heat of the desert sun sent the water soaking into the earth. Dead trees, trapped boulders, carefully built fences and barricades, all now lay strewn along creek beds still stained ocher with the desert silt. The growing torrent washed away everything in its path. The trickles merged into streams, which ran to flooded creeks, which became thundering rivers. It started raining a month ago, the first downpour sending tiny rivulets through the red dust of the Australian Outback. ![]()
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