There's been rain on and off all day today - the sort of very comforting Spring rain that is soft and washes everything. Yesterday was a different story - colder than the coldest day of winter, but at least the garden got well watered and we got a rest in front of the fire and the tele.
A low cloud lay down on the Cooleys
And water droplets are lying on all the flowers. The bluebells are out in profusion now.
This is my father's time of year. The time I wrote about in I Still Think of You Sometime.
I must have turned around for second and away he went.
This has been a tough week on the heels of a tough month and I've been feeling very poorly as a result of it. Too much energy spent that needs to be recouped. Nature has helped by bringing such a deluge. Starting to feel a bit better now and ready to get back into things tomorrow - I've a wee trip to Australia planned for the morning - we're booking a tour for there for next March and there are lots of things to organise. I wander off in my mind to the country we're going to with the help of a map and start to imagine where each person is who needs to be emailed. It's like a mini adventure :)
I've been falling behind at visiting all your lovely blogs and answering the comments you've left here. Please bear with me. Normal service may take a while to resume but we'll get there :)
I hope you have a lovely week whatever you're doing.