Water, water everywhere (except in the taps)
It's still raining.
Rushing down the road sides, gleaming on the fells, soaking into the parched ground. You forget, sometimes, all the noises associated with rainfall, from the patter on the ground to the gurgle in the downpipes.
And in a moment of supreme irony, the running water has gone off at work. The supplier, who spent a considerable time trying to tell us it's our fault, informed us that an engineer, "might get there today." There's something about flushing toilets with buckets that's not all that conducive to efficient working practices.
posted by Anna Louise Lucia @ 12:35 pm
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Oh, how I wish some of that water would come here to the Midwest in the States! We are in the midst of a severe drought with wildfires springing up and threatening towns. The farm crops look absolutely terrible, scorched by that blazing sun.
Yet another reason I could move to England - I *love* the rain. :-)
You know, I love the rain, too! I'm always grateful to it for the wonderful landscape it gives us. Beautiful.
I always get unreasonably annoyed at people who moan at an hour's rain when we've had a week of sunshine... ggg
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