Ah, the simple pleasure of waking up this morning and letting the animals out without getting drenched by rain!The rain seems to have been pretty much non-stop for the last few weeks. But this morning there is blue sky! And sun! The birds are singing! And I am doing a little happy dance.
I know that Wales has a reputation for being a rainy kind of place, but the recent wet spell seems to have just gone on and on. I suppose we do have higher rainfall here than in many areas of the UK, but it doesn't usually continue for such a long unbroken period. It has been, frankly, depressing.
The ground is completely saturated, to the point that water squishes out with every step one takes. Our stream - normally a sedate trickle - has become such a raging torrent that I'm worried about the cats getting swept away if they venture too close. Hell, I think I might get swept away if I get too close. I still haven't planted my garlic as I'm afraid it will just rot. The chicken run looks like a re-enactment of the Battle of the Somme, and the path down to the goose shed has become a treacherous mud slide.
But no matter! For today I am just going to gaze at the blue sky and listen to the bird song. And dream of spring.
P.S. The forecast is for more rain tomorrow.
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I feel your rainy pain. Our garden too has become rather mud-slide-like - going to open the chicken house requires taking one's life in one's hands, and there is a small and slightly surprising stream coming from under the shed. Here's to better weather, and spring to come!
i've held off on planting garlic too, for the same reasons. and held off on doing *anything* in the garden, in fact, apart from venturing out to rescue my jersey-walking stick kale (which is top heavy and occasionally winds knock the steading cane over). Just hoping the rain lets up for about a week - just long enough for the ground to dry out some, and me to get out there to do stuff...
seeing blue sky today has been wonderful and my rain~dreariness has lifted!
this evening i was out and the orangy/pink moon rising over the hill was such a treat!
The chicken run looks like a re-enactment of the Battle of the Somme,
You're so funny! I know what you mean, though, about enduring too much gray. I find it extremely depressing. So did the Tibetans, apparently. In Tibetan medicine, the cure for depression is to lie down and gaze into the wild blue yonder all day long. I'm certain this cure works - the only problem is, sometimes the wild blue yonder is hidden behind this gray clouds.
enjoy the sunshine!! Good luck to the chickens and cats - hope they stay away from your raging river!
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