Captain B woke me up on Friday morning to tell me that the rain is lying in sheets on The Green, which made me realise I needed to go and put my hearing aids in.
The ground was so hard and dry that the water was running off - or lying there, hopefully to soak in later. Some roads were probably flooding.
Can I find a photo and a poem to celebrate the rain? Yes (see above) and Yes.
Rain, by Robert Louis Stevenson
The rain is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.
https://allpoetry.com/poem/8450523-Rain-by-Robert-Louis-Stevenson
And that has inspired me to write my own rain poem:
Rain by Me
The rain is falling on The Green
If falls on sea and shore
It spreads in shining silver sheets
But still we need some more.
Move over William Shakespeare!
And mid afternoon - hot chocolate time - it poured with rain again - sheets of water lying on The Green before it stopped. So that was great, the first deluge had time to soak in before the second one arrived.
Rain by Me
The rain is falling on The Green
If falls on sea and shore
It spreads in shining silver sheets
But still we need some more.
Move over William Shakespeare!
And mid afternoon - hot chocolate time - it poured with rain again - sheets of water lying on The Green before it stopped. So that was great, the first deluge had time to soak in before the second one arrived.
Saturday afternoon the rain started again, just as Captain B returned from his day out with Jim and the Detectorists. He found nothing, but Jim found what turned out to be a rather rare - and battered - Scottish coin.
Sunday, so far, is dry, but the year has certainly turned and Autumn lies just around the corner.
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