In an extreme drought grass is growing, as in Dorothea Mackellar’s poem “My Country”.
“Over the thirsty paddocks
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.”
In an extreme drought grass is growing, as in Dorothea Mackellar’s poem “My Country”.
“Over the thirsty paddocks
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.”