"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass - it's about learning to dance in the rain"
I've read that on a car bumper sticker somewhere. Whatever it might be alluding to metaphorically, we're adhering to it literally this year.
Thankful that we don't have to worry about our house flooding, we were still starting to get cabin fever last weekend. Come what may we'd get out for a walk.
Finally I've learned to love my condensation-making waterproof trousers, and it turns out my 20 year old soles-worn-thin wellies can comfortably walk 6 miles.
When you're inside looking out it appears to be raining perpetually, but when you're outside looking in, it's not so bad. It even stops pouring every now and again.
|Snowdrops looking hopeful|
|New lakes appearing out of nowhere, |
swamp-like with trees growing in them...
|"Can I walk through this puddle |
without the water going over the top of my wellies?"
|Look up and you might even catch a glimpse of blue sky...|