What a magic view to wake up to! The fogs are indicating a really wet August as we’ve had mists every morning for the last two weeks, or maybe longer … time gets away from me!

We can only hope this will be the case, since there hasn’t been any opening rains yet and August is traditionally a really wet month for us.

We’re all hanging out for the first few cold fronts to start to arrive. The blokes north of us are wanting to get their crops in and at this stage it’s still too dry. We’re not in the position that it’s too late to get them in, unlike some farmers north of Perth, who still haven’t had rain.

Us people with stock are hoping for some green grass really soon. It’s much nicer to mark lambs and calves out onto grass and it’s better for them as well.

We lost our hill this morning! The fog was so thick that when Anthony left to check the calving heifers, he wsn’t sure he’d be able to find them in the paddock, let alone check if there were any problems! Then, when I ventured out to go to the bus stop I could only see about ten metres in front of me!

But by the time I’d put the kids on the bus and raced back to the house to get my camera, most of the fog have moved away. We could see it drifting north and by nine o’clock it had basically cleared leaving everything wet and glistening.

When we get fog or low cloud our satellite dish for our internet doesn’t work, so I spent a few (well, a quite a few actually) trying to send a couple of emails to my publisher then gave up in disgust! I think mowing the back lawn is a better option than swearing at the computer this morning!

It’s hard to describe the beauty that the country holds in the early morning. This morning’s sunrise on the fog was just amazing. It was still, cool and quiet.

The only noise I could hear, other than a few bird calls, were the cattle munching away on the grass – that’s sort of like a tearing grass sound – and they were about 100 metres away from me!

My friend, Gill, rang at 6:30am and gushed: ‘Have you seen the sunrise?’ Us country people, no matter how long we’ve lived here, are still in awe of what it produces each day.

On the Condy Community Fair note, we had a brilliant day! There were people and exhibitors everywhere.

The Staines tractor pull was a highlight since the P&C Girls were only just pipped at the post by the Playgroup Dad’s, who obviously had far too much muscle than was appropriate!

And thanks to friend Tiff, who beautifully conned me into the pull! Not sure if it was my naivety or your con-woman ability that got me Tiff!

This is the second fog we’ve had in a couple of weeks. It’s becoming apparent that autumn is well on its way. It’s cooled down in the morning, calm and magic.

Autumn is one of my favourite times of the year. We’re all eagerly awaiting rain and we start to watch the weather charts a bit more closely than over summer – or at least we look for different things – in summer we’re watching to see if we’re lucky enough to avoid extreme temperatures, or if it’s good fishing weather!

When the rains come, the smell on the dry earth is something that could lift you to the clouds! It’s the most beautiful smell in this world.

Then the tiny specks of green start to appear and after a few more days, the life giving green grass is well on it’s way to being tall enough to be eaten by the stock.

That goodness for Mother Nature – we’d be lost without her!