...and it has, just. Sorrel's complaining, well more like a big sulk, because she hasn't been able to get out for her usual two walks a day and the 48 hour rain we have had has just stopped so we went for a run down the old railway line. I was more of a speed walker than a runner but she made up for my lack of speed.
Still no crafting but at least the eye's tons better so I may just get in there for the rest of the afternoon.
Meanwhile here are a few photos I took of my garden before the deluge started.
My 5 foot high poppies, before the rain and wind flattened them and blew all their petals off, good news is there are more buds to open.
Another tall plant that gets battered every year, my 6ft tall shrub rose, put in when we first moved here 25 years ago and going strong. Would love to tell you what it is called but I lost the label - doh!
My garden is full of plants that remind me of my family, the peonies and lily-of-the-valley of my Grandparents, blue geraniums of my mother, the pink geraniums and my kerria japonica of my late elder brother and the whole garden of my father who helped me plan and plant it and taught me how to double-dig the new plot - happy memories.
Better go now before I start blubbing.
Back soon with some crafty stuff - I hope.