It was a strange day
yesterday. Throughout the daylight hours there seemed to be a brooding quality
to the air. Most of the time the world was grey, yet warm & close, quite
sticky in fact.
We did our usual chores
i.e. the food shop. We came straight home. We’d bought some frozen food, &
even in a cool bag with some freezer packs we feared things would melt fast in
the heat. Afterwards we adjourned to the village pub for a well-earned drink
& sit down before dinner. As we sat in the almost empty inside – everyone else
was sitting outside in the garden – we couldn’t help noticing how dark it
seemed to be getting outside. We tried to convince ourselves it was just the
small old-fashioned windows that let in so little light, but we weren’t convinced.
We went home for dinner.
The day still seemed so dark, the brooding threat so apparent, we decided to
eat inside. I got on with the cooking. It got ever darker. I had to put the cooker
lights on just to see what I was doing. It may have been only about 5.30pm but
it seemed dark enough to be 9pm. The Fox put on the room lights to see me. Then
we noticed the first drops of rain. Soon we heard a roll of thunder, followed
by flashes of lightning. The skies opened. We were grateful we’d decided to eat
inside despite the heat.
As we ate we almost heard the
sigh of relief as the parched earth opened up to receive the reviving water, so
much more satisfying than the tap water we’ve been showering the pots with
every day of late. We did begin to think we heard a vague squeak of enough as the
shower turned into a deluge.
From the news on the TV
last night I gather Lancaster, just a few miles from us, was once more flooded.
Fortunately that did not happen to us. We must have had the edge of the storm.
They must have been right under it.
The thunder & lightning
drama quickly ceased. The rain eased off for the Fox to make a quick dash next
door to the utility room for the ice-cream to accompany our fresh strawberries.
Today is a lot fresher for
all the rain, which continued most of the night.
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