Looking at the sky this morning I decided to toddle to the post box before breakfast. I pass the village pond on my way, and the two white ducks and the six teenage female mallards were under the overhanging trees. They too were anticipating rain - the first steady rain for so long. Contrary to folklore, ducks do not stand about enjoying a downpour!
Back indoors before the rain started I am now looking out, wishing that I could just capture the beauty of raindrops on the trees. How they light up the berries on the hawthorn trees I'm looking at as I type this. They draw attention to the elegant joints in the twigs that are doing their slow striptease. Gentle rain, such a joy for the plants.
I found this photo here.