Friday, 8 June 2012
An English Summer.
One of the photographs above is of a typical English Summer scene - a field of buttercups in the sunshine. I took the photograph at 1.22pm today; by 1.25 it was raining again. By 1.35 there was almost enough blue sky to make a pair of sailor's trousers, so I took Tess (and my umbrella) for a walk. By 1.45 it was raining again. Lord knows we have seen precious little sunshine and blue sky for the past week, but between 8pm last night and 8am today we have had an inch and a quarter of rain. Will it never end?
One bonus I suppose is that it makes everything so lovely and green. The pedigree Limousin cattle opposite the farm are very inquisitive and they do look lovely surrounded as they are by fresh greenery. Another plus is that the damp air does seem to enhance the bird song. The mellifluous tones of the blackbird and the chaffinch accompanied me on my walk - they were exquisite.
Our friends from the Netherlands are set to visit us for a few days next week. They came over from Rotterdam to Hull on the ferry last Friday evening and are at present in Wales - coming up here in the middle of next week. Our hearts go out to them - if we are wet then a pound to a penny Wales is wetter. The only thing is that it does not seem to be better anywhere in Europe. The Times today suggests that if you want warm weather on a last minute holiday then go to Marrakech. This brought back memories of Hotel La Mamounia and afternoon tea to the tinkle of a grandpiano - shorts and sandals forbidden - an echo of a bygone era. This was almost twenty years ago - wonder if it is still the same today or has it been 'modernised'? (what a horrible word.)
If you are here in the UK and you get a snatch of sunlight (and that is all it will be) enjoy it while you can.