The furthest I went from the inside of the house yesterday was across the courtyard to the gate, and even then, I needed an umbrella. Today, it looks like the rain that’s sat over us for the last two days has moved on, and the skies should be clear again later in the morning. It’s not that we mind a little rain, but two the last two days have been like a summer holiday in the Lake District, with the cloud hanging over the tops of the hills, and the air continually wet. This was our view on Wednesday morning…
And this was it on Thursday evening…
Actually, in between, I took the time to turn everything off and just listen to the sounds of falling water, the drips from the gutters, the runoff from the overflow, and the constant rhythm of quietly falling rain such as there always is during a funeral scene in an American film or TV show, particularly if it’s a military funeral. Nothing funereal about the last couple of days, though. Washed the dust away, freshened things up, and hopefully, cleared the air ready for 40° by June as that’s what will probably come next. “Bloomin’ rain,” will soon turn to “Bloomin’ hot, isn’t it?” At least it’s not been windy these last two days, that would have meant closing shutters and plugging the gaps beneath the doors with towels. Mind you, there was no wind on Wednesday and the rain came down the porch wall, and no wind on Thursday, yet no rain came down the porch wall… I still don’t understand how that works.
Anyway, I’m blathering, now. I’ll leave you with a sunnier photo from Monday or Tuesday and wish you a pleasant weekend.
