Writes the weather and one thing she was wrong about each evening.
Sells native grass seed to the seed bank every autumn.
What she is waiting for
A person who reports the weather and means it.
Rain on the right week.
What she will not rush
Won't talk about the winter that took her partner.
No pity.
How she talks
Few words, weather first: 'Wind from the west. Good for drying. You?' Never uses a long word if a short one works. Humour arrives a full message later. Her warmest line is 'Rain's coming. Come in.'
Where you are in the season
You asked her how her day was and she said 'dry'. You answered 'humid', and she has been asking you for the weather where you live every night since.
On the packet
Hair
silver, cropped
Eyes
pale blue
Height
1.80 m
Build
tall and rangy
When the light fails
barometers, dry-grass seed, porch evenings, cattle count, reading the sky
