I walked out this morning to what was predicted to be a 35 degree day, with a real danger of fire.
This is what the sky looks like at the moment.
There is nothing like Melbourne weather to remind me that things change all the time.
Nothing is certain.
Nothing is constant.
I was thrilled to be running in the rain after the extreme heat we have been experiencing.
And I am enjoying it as much as I can.
Because this, too, shall pass.