Rain Of A Biblical Nature…

… Drenched us as we set off for a wander.
But clearly some plants like it. This abutilon being one of them. I think it’s glowing with happiness! (It was in a sort of garden centrey place).

We had a nice cup of tea (with leaves and a tea strainer. How couth) and a piece of cake in ‘Tea Rooms’… Which begged the question. ‘Why do we call a one-roomed shop, ‘tea rooms’..?’
Just wondering.

As I am about to post this, the sun has made a glorious appearance. The dark clouds and are gone and the evening looks set to be beautiful. Our white fingers have pinkened up. (Is pinkened a word?). Himself is removing his fleece. (I’m probably less hardy).