We have rain for possibly the rest of our lives now. It has been forecast. So dreary.
Having donned full waterproofs, BeAnne and I walked up the hill so we could both snuff up some fresh air and she could feel the wind in her whiskers.
Afterwards we took to my shed and, while Her Maj had a rest, I listened to Hercule Poirot solving an immense crime and made a sheeple to add to my small collection.
A grey Shetland body, stubby legs with a white wool fleece and rather long lugs!
He joined his friends.
While BeAnne continued to sleep, I watered my plants and encouraged those that were making an effort, to keep on growing – my ginger and my turmeric roots are trying. I am pleased with them.
And I am less pleased with these. Pathetic.
I have many Aloe Vera, who like my shed and grows like Topsy.
Anyway, you can tell it’s raining because I am reduced to taking photos of Monster!
Expect more because I don’t think it is going to stop raining for the foreseeable.