Sick of Leaving in the Morning....

Wet, wet, wet.

I don't mind it, as another Blipper said recently, there's no such thing as bad weather, only the wrong clothes.

I just went outside in the wrong clothes, but that was okay. I wanted to enjoy the wet. There is something lovely about this rain, it's clean, and heavy, and the air is warm, and behind the clouds, the sun was peering through.

The garden looks amazing, all green, and growing. The apples on the tree are getting bigger by the day, and we have raspberrys coming out of everywhere.

The sun scame out from behind a cloud as I was prancing about on the grass, but I couldn't quite get the effect I wanted from the drips on the clothesline - they were all sparkling red from the reflections - but the rain was falling too heavily on to the lens for me to capture it.

So you have the table... full of the cacophony of summer - Candles for late night drinks outside, pots empty from being transferred, pots full with new growing plants, cat brush for a brush of the hairy kitteh in the garden, and lavender, newly picked, and left to dry on the table.

Not much chance of that!