It’s raining, it’s pouring…There we were relaxing into the clear misty autumn like we hadn’t a care in the world. And then, last night, a familiar drumming noise heralded a change. It was raining. And raining. And raining.Roads are flooded, trouser legs are damp, wellies are discovered to be too small. I’m hoping the gutters don’t need […]
213/365 That’ll be summer then…
Drizzle, dampness and a bit of cool draught. Yup. It’s business as usual in the weather department again. Taps on, as one might say. I don’t like to whine about the wet and cold, especially as I chose to live at 55 degrees north, but today has been a dreary long sigh of a day.
16/365 An ice face
Baby, it’s cold outside. And this is what the little treasures had left on my car window this morning. I wonder how long before I’m getting rude words and pictures of willies instead of grinning faces.
Silent Sunday
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