Saturday morning

And this is the view from the dining room window this morning. Wetter than wet and, being a thatched cottage, the rain is dripping down to the considerable overhand and from there to the ground, making it look even wetter than it already is. I doubt we will go swimming this morning!

Never mind, we're on holiday, I can't feel guilty about not tidying my bedroom or thinking about planning, I am sitting here with the aroma of fresh coffee wafting round me, thinking about nothing in particular, grateful that the ground is getting the moisture it needs. Maybe it will brighten up later on. If it doesn't, perhaps we can go bowling or something like that.

Whatever we do, it will be great!