Only a brief lead time for the splash this morning, the darkening cloud quickly gathering. Most of the breakfast people moved one or two rows under the Sarah awning. Ah! The mist drifting in nicely, just like in Paris a few weeks ago in the newspapers. (Over at the entryway at Kinex the overhead misting was installed even five years ago.) In the Sing Tropics the rains provide the closest, most welcome & pleasurable encounter with nature. There was only a brief visual effect from the pavement rain trees, even the tallest. Pigeons, mynahs, cats & occasional dogs failed to do it. Occasionally a family of otters surprise in the channels & rivers. In the much touted local cuisine the fruits & vegetables seem to bear the marks of their refrigerated transport. (Spices perhaps doing better.) Turned into a brief, minor event just now. Of course in Melbourne it was little different. And not forgetting the great thunder claps too, though that of course continues to hold some of its integral terror, more strongly still than the jets coming in so low to land at the military airfield over the back, at Paya Lebar.
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