A Promise of Rain

It looked promising there for a while with a few spits reaching me as I debated whether to go any further along the track.

I decided not to tempt fate and went home. Wrong decision - that is the closest the rain got and now the sun is shining.

I cant believe how long it has been dry. It has been a glorious summer for those of us whose livelihoods don't depend on rain arriving.

For Hobbs: This was to be my widwed01 entry but I don't think I can have understood what I was to do -  no distortion in sight.