As I type the rain pours down, and has battered on the workshop roof all day long. If it doesn't stop soon we will dissolve! I'm seriously contemplating doing a Noah, and building a boat ready for the flood!
Even the dogs have been driven into hibernation mode by the weather, and have slept the clock round.
Hazel, in her lair beneath the office desk,(known as the 'Bat Cave'). Rubber bone always close to hand.
Rowan snoozing on the rug, wondering whether to yawn, or just simply go back to sleep.
Hoping to try out the new saddle tomorrow evening, as the forecast promises better weather to come.
Trying to dry out,