...and still the rain commeth! After yesterdays blue skies from horizon to horizon, dawn broke once again dull and cool. Just managed to get the grass cut before around 11am the first raindrops pitter patted on the table umbrella and by noon, we'd abandoned all hope. Though we didn't go inside for a long time. Julie and I sat listening to the rain, looking at this view. It was glorious. That was until Julie said this was all very romantic. For a plain speaking northern lad, this was too much. I went indoors to read my book. Can't be having talk like that on the Sabbath.
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