Today it rained and it rained and it rained. The first good, proper Spring rain. A driving, thundering rain that forces itself into the earth, determined to wake up any of the still sleeping plants.
A good day for pots of tea. And for candles. I'd forgotten how peaceful candles in the daytime can be. A lovely foil to the torrent outside my window.
Which has - just now - given way to clearing skies.