Water, water everywhere....

As I sit in my office, I can see masses of high dark clouds rushing past on their journey from the north, threatening/promising a few thundery rainstorms. The thought of how many tons of water is up there is pretty mind-boggling.

And yet down here we've been without water on campus for 2 days now. And it's been the hottest 2 days of the year. Too hot to sleep at night, no relief from the sticky dirty feeling on your hands and body. The bees have come in swarms to suck scant drops of water from the ground under the garden tap, fighting with doves, pigeons, weavers and a family of shrikes for the last few thirst-quenching diamonds.

It's strange - you never long for something until it's not around. Have no bread in the house? You can bet you're going to be dying for a slice, and not want anything else. Same thing with water. I know I should be doing the 2 litres a day thing, but never get around to it. And yet, now that the taps are dry I really want some. I want barrels full!

They've promised it will be back this afternoon - there was a burst pipe at the source, which is taking a while to fix. But at the same time they need to shut it off to connect up the new styrofoam houses (YES, you read right, STYROFOAM....!) they're building next to my place.

"Sweet water above, rushing through the heavens. If you fall in torrents of rain, I promise to stand outside naked with a block of soap on my head and take a natural shower!"

Pray for the neighbour's eyesight....

::update::

It's raining hard - it's blerry dark too! The cool is most refreshing, but I'm not yet outside with the soap on my head, even though the water's STILL off! (Neighbours give thanks.)