All I can think of is my grandmother praying: her rosary beads threaded loosely between the base of her palm, forefinger, and thumb. Caught in a five-day storm, she can only watch as the rain fills the gutters, and the river rises beneath her. My grandmother is a kind person, and she prays for the families, businesses and animals being taken by the rising water. … Continue reading You can still see the golden arches: the 2022 NSW flood crisis