I got soaked, my waterproofs clinging to my legs after 10 minutes. It was a trudge of a walk. And yet, there were small joys too. The fact that no one else was out, for a start (and why would they be?), and the smells of dry earth becoming moist, and plants lifting heads to welcome the wetness are certainly those. I did draw but it was a scrambled affair, under the cover of a porch. It will do. The summer has been warm and dry, mostly. Let the rain do its work.
