Raindrops keep falling on my head

It hasn't been a bad day, allowing me to get the hen house cleaned out a couple of other bits that needed done urgently in the garden. It's been so mild that buds are swelling before time and dangerously close to opening. I can only hope the frost doesn't kill everything when it arrives.

Thank you for the stars and fav's for the Old Mill yesterday. I didn't expect, what started as a bad photo, to be received so well! I did go back but there were a couple of groups of walkers that were intent to explore and I could see that taking another photo wasn't going to be easy with the number of kids that were running about.

The wetland is still flooded and the Tillingbourne has burst it's banks again to submerge roots of trees that would normally be above the water line. As I aimed at the reflections in the water a rouge shower passed. The raindrops were large and I loved the patterns they left on the surface.