Right. Well, this morning, I looked out of the window from my bed, and the sky was blue and the sun was shining. So I got up, got dressed and came downstairs to see my garden. I put on a t-shirt because, hello, the sun was shining then and it looked like summer.
I went out, the sun vanished and I shivered in the icy wind. I lasted 4 hours in that t-shirt, refusing to believe it woudol stay cold, and am now decked out for mid winter. If snow falls, I am ready. I am unamused. The garden is so wet. I should have planted pond plants.
And now the sun is out again. I also know that the moment I stick my nose out of the door, the sun will disappear, of course. And there is an impressive record of rain for the carnival procession. Never mind, the bright umbrellas always make the Rec (recreation ground in the centre of the village) look cheerful. And on the positive side, I will not be watering the garden, so that saves the water bill from hitting the ceiling. And things are still growing. And the mouse does not like the rain.