Just as the rain has been sparse, so have the kangaroos. Since Christmas, I think I can count on one hand the number of kangaroos I’ve seen here. Those that visit just seem to spend one night, and then disappear for weeks. It has been very dry, which means most of the grass is brown and brittle. The undergrowth in the bush part of the property is very sparse with only a few species for wallabies and kangaroos to eat. The soil is bone dry too. Most Summers, this means our green strip of grass over the septic tank outlet is popular. Not this Summer it seems.
Each day, I’ve been watching the water level in the dam drop further, and further, and further. Trees have been dropping branches and many species of wildlife seem to have vacated the property for better conditions.
So, I was overjoyed when we had some heavy rain this afternoon. Not long afterwards, three kangaroos arrived: an adult male, adult female, and joey about one year old. In a way, once the rain began to fall, I was expecting the kangaroos to show up. Purely from my own observations, there seems to be a connection between rainfall and visiting kangaroos. I can’t think of a logical reason why these two events should be linked, but they often are. It has happened on too many occasions to be a coincidence. For some reason, the grass between the house and the dam is a good place to be on a rainy day. Right outside my window, it’s good for me as well. I get to watch them up close for a while.