It Is Still Persisting Down

In desperation for a blip I thought I might do something arty with the silk tree leaves and seed pods.  I can stand under the roof over the deck and stay dry.  Suddenly a chaffinch flew in.  Wrong settings but good enough.  I have added the extra later when I saw the full moon rising up behind the trees on my hill.  Taken at 5.50 pm

Rainy Days And Mondays    Paul H. Williams / Roger S. Nichols  Sung by The Carpenters

Talkin' to myself and feelin' old
Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothin' ever seems to fit
Hangin' around
Nothin' to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down . . .