It was a shame that we were only due sunshine and lack of rain this morning, because I needed to be at home for the Openreach engineer engaged by BT. I won’t dwell on this, but, although the man turned up on time the problem is not resolved. It didn’t help that he hadn’t been told what Friday’s engineer had done and that he had been sent for an installation rather than a repair. Another technician is to attend tomorrow.

I did manage to wander round the garden before heavy rain set in for the afternoon.

We have numerous hellebores;

a prolific variety of camellias;

iris reticulatas;

and snowdrops coming into bloom throughout.

One of the occupants of the Dragon Bed cradles her egg;

another has recovered well after Aaron’s spinal surgery.

After lunch, with raindrops splattering on the roof of the car and slaloming down the windscreen, we took a drive into the forest.

The watery Black Lane, in the murk, lived up to its name.

Many of our roads are now irrigated by overflowing ditches and waterlogged fields.

Braggers Lane, with its

rippling reflective bubbling pools stretching alongside, is a good example.


Despite the banked verges, the fields are very generous with their excess water.

Woodland is a little meaner.

A group of horses, some wearing waterproof rugs, simply tolerated the downfall.

Further along, on Thatchers Lane, fallen. lichen-coated branches, recently at home on dry land, are reflected in their own pools. Drinks cans now bob beside them.

Long haired goats foraged in the grass alongside Fish Street. One inquisitive creature raised its head briefly before getting on with its late lunch.

Sheep sheltering on London Lane wondered why I was standing there getting wet.

At Avon thatchers seemed to have called it a day. It seemed a good idea, so we set off for home.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s nicely matured sausage casserole; crisp roast potatoes; firm Brussels sprouts; and tricolour carrots with which I finished the Malbec.




Published by derrickjknight

I am a septuagenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs

63 thoughts on “Raindrops

  1. The colors of the flowers are a nice contrast against the dark background, and the rippling pools are stunning. The sun finally came out here. I hope it’s headed your way.
    Good luck with your repair problems.

  2. I especially like the raindrop pictures. No rain here today so got lots of gardening chores complete and filled the bin before garden waste collections resume on Friday.
    Have you heard anything from John?

  3. It’s dank and drear here today as well. Hard to believe we are in the height of summer. Though further south and west are in much worse shape so I mustn’t complain. And now I’m wondering what Aaron did to that poor dragon…. is he responsible for the obvious repair mark halfway down her back? Or did he in fact save her life? I think Aaron is quite heroic, so I’m going for the latter choice.

  4. At least you have some lovely flowers to cheer you up as you contemplate the business model of the telephone company. I would like to be a fly on the wall at a board meeting. Do they set out to annoy their customers or is it just a happy accident?

  5. I am sorry the telephone problem was not fixed today. Seems it should have been a simple one. Too bad the last fellow wasn’t allowed to leave the fix in place.

    Your winter garden flowers are such a bright spot on a wet, grey day, especially those camellias! The dragon bed has quite a bit of character to it, and Aaron seems to be a man of unending talents, including dragon spinal surgery. 🙂

    The forest rain pools have become quite extensive. I am glad you were able to get out and take some photos. We woke up to a fine layer of snow here, which has since melted under beautiful, partly cloudy skies. Unfortunately, I took ill this weekend and have not been able to enjoy any of it. Window viewing and other people’s blog posts will have to do for now.

  6. Your February and my February look very different. I just put out some paw friendly de-icer on the sidewalk. 😀 Great sequence.

  7. I love the photo of the thatching project. That’s so unusual, from my perspective. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen a thatched roof here, even as a bit of (ahem) cultural appropriation from the British Isles. We have some thatched roofs, but they’re done with palm leaves, and aren’t always well enough done to last more than two or three seasons before wind and rain do them in.

  8. Dragons! I didn’t know you had dragons! Maybe I’ll get some for my wild garden. They’ll go nicely with the skinks who will hopefully return when it warms. I like the sheep and goats, too.

    1. I have a whole bed dedicated to them , my granddaughter loved them when she was a child, and I am fond of them too.

      1. 🙂 I collect rabbits, so thinking about why I’m suddenly drawn to dragons. Maybe it’s the power and mystery. Dragons are exciting. My granddaughter is 8. I bet she’d love them!

  9. Such awful wet weather, but the reflective pools are pretty. The gales up here during the last couple of days are quite scary.
    Such a shame about BT.
    As usual your supper sounded delicious.

  10. Puddles, bubbles, rain, reflections, horses, goats, sheep, flowers! All beautiful!
    But, I must say…love the dragons! So cool! What wonderful additions to the garden!
    AND…the iris! 🙂 I know I’ve told you this before, but my Dad planted many flowers and plants and trees and veggies…but his irises were my favs…especially the purple and yellow ones! Stunning photo!
    PS…hope the problem gets resolved soon.

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