House on a Hill

It's been a day of unremitting wetness and not a glimmer of light. I had to nip down to Kilcrohane and ventured to the lake on the way home, wondering if the Whoopers were in yet. They weren't but there were masses of resident swans and their big cygnets, some Canadian geese, two egrets and a flotilla of little ducks. The colours of the bracken were looking pretty good in the murk.