There’s been a lot of rain this week. Quite a lot of it fell on my day off, when I went for a walk by a river. I snatched some photos on my phone…
The roads were wet and the river was full. Brown, muddy water, moving much too quickly for my liking.
Bowed and broken branches.
Spring is not here yet. Not here. Not quite.
I ventured out yesterday into the Peak District. It rained. And rained. So much so that I couldn’t risk using my camera. I took a few sneaky shots with my phone though!
Some images from a wet garden.
After a few days of sub-zero temperatures, the garden is starting to thaw out. Green is making a welcome comeback, spiking sharply through the dwindling snow. Smooth pebbles gleam. Fog hovers protectively.
There’s more birdsong today. A sense of spring, waiting. Just out of sight.
I took these last Sunday in the Peak District. How the weather can change in a week! Today: grey, raw, sleet and general murk. Just shows how we should make the most of things while we can.