We walked the crusted dam floor at Cape Town’s Theewaterskloof Dam, to feel for ourselves the dusty windblown emptiness of a three-year drought.

As the Bushmen say, it is our task to call the Rain, to make beauty for her and sing until she longs to come to us!

Perhaps it was this work to “Show the Rain Her Beautiful Face” that broke the drought?

Perhaps it is us who helped “find a Way for the Rain”