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Home > Diaries > 2005 > 23 |
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THE DROUGHT was hitting hard, now in its fourth year. Even the wetlands were drying out. Here in the Boondall wetlands what had once been soft mud had dried into sunbaked cracked salt-encrusted soil. The only water entering the wetlands was by the twice daily tides. |
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