Low Lune (3)

I know I've said this before but in the thirty years that I've lived up here, I've never known weather like this. In the seven weeks we've been locked down there's been perhaps three loads of rain and nothing really substantial. And lots of sunshine. It would be lovely if it didn't seem likely to be associated with climate change (and maybe in a post-Covid world, governments will start listening to scientists).

But no one's talking about a drought so I guess the reservoirs must still have plenty in them but each time Dan and I take a walk past the river, some new feature seems to have been exposed. For a while there have been sections where one could comfortably wade across - as,  indeed, Dan and I have done - but it's getting to the point where, in places, someone suitably sure-footed to get across the rocks without getting their feet wet.

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-8.5 kgs
Reading: 'Underland' by Robert Macfarlane