Seasons on an Aussie Farm

"What job is it today?" asked Little Thunder.

"That depends on the season," said Suzy.

In summer, the sun was hot and bright. December, January and February were busy months. Spike and Suzy helped fill the water troughs, and everyone rested in the shade of the gum trees.

In autumn, the days grew cooler. In March, April and May, the farmer planted seeds, and Little Thunder kicked through crunchy leaves.

In winter, frost sparkled on the grass. June, July and August were chilly. Wellington the cow munched hay to keep warm.

In spring, the wattle bloomed gold. September, October and November brought baby lambs and calves.

"Up in the Top End, it's different," said Spike. "They only have two seasons, the wet and the dry."

"Wet and dry?" asked Little Thunder. "Which one is better?"

"Both," said Suzy. "The wet fills the rivers, and the dry is good for mustering."

Little Thunder smiled. "Every season has a job. I like them all!"