What a contrast!

As we came home from the Pub yesterday, our eyes strayed across the Bay to the Lakeland fells. What a contrast.! On the way there the sky had been blue. It had even been getting warm. Now the sky was grey. Across the Bay, the sky was leaden. Rain spouts descended down on the fells. We wondered if that weather was on its way to us. We suspected it was. The forecast had been for rain coming south from the Lakes & it certainly looked as though the rain had arrived there.

We got home, warmed up the beef curry the Fox had made the night before in Big Ears, the slow cooker, & sat down to eat. Sure enough a few gentle spots of rain began. Soon it had turned to a steady downpour. And yet it rained that soft, mesmeric, sound that only summer rain does.  You could almost hear the plants drinking it in thirstily.