It’s mid- February and usually at this time of the year here in the North Rift we would be battling a scorching sun and so much red dust that you honestly despair that you, your house or your clothes will ever be properly clean again.
But not this year.
We were warned that El Nino would make its presence felt and it really has done so. The late rains of last year went on and on into January. There then followed a few days of dry heat but not nearly as much as we’d normally expect. It looks like the long rains expected in March have come early, perhaps far too early.
The rain is falling rhythmically on the tin roof of our front porch and the fresh, clean smell is pervading our little house. We’re fine but others not so much.
So much of our work is amongst people who live by subsistence farming. Some of our friends are larger scale farmers looking to be able to use the sale of their produce to educate their children and secure their future.
This new weather pattern is bad news for all of them as regards this year’s harvest and who knows the implications for the future?
Next week we have the wheelchair distribution and many of our clients live in inaccessible areas of the interior. Heavy rain will surely impede their travel.
“Rain, rain go away
Come again another day!”