A thunderstorm last night broke our run of fine days.
Even though the rain had been stopped some time, droplets persisted everywhere.
The thornless bramble is more decorative than anything. It has plenty of blackberries but they’re really hard to pick unless they’re at the peak of ripeness, and the birds have their eye on them as well.
It’s rained all day today – this photo is from a couple of days ago.
The so-called Scarce Swallowtail Butterfly is actually more common here than the Swallowtail Butterfly.
They’re both really beautiful but when you’ve known one as a caterpillar and a chrysalis it makes you a bit biased.
These single red roses have been battered by wind and rain.
The hoverflies still find them attractive, though.
It’s rained almost non-stop now for two days.
The ground squelches underfoot.
Yesterday a thin line of water oozed under the seal of the kitchen window.
The water level in the swimming pool, high to start with in order to prime the pump, rose so high I had to empty some out.
The top of the GPL tank, which is situated so that it acts like a sump, needed bailing out – I filled nine buckets.
So in all this super-abundance of water, the taps run dry – twice: last night and again this morning.
According to the Water Company technician, an actuator needs replacing.
Rain and roses, or thunder and roses more like: a storm is passing overhead this very moment and will doubtless break the stem of some of these blooms.
But there was moonlight last night, as well as a deafening shrill of crickets.
This frond of Spiraea has grown right up into an olive tree.
It would make the perfect virginal bride’s hair accessory were it not for the fact that the diamonds would fall off.
A tall, slender type of flax with very small blue flowers is popping up everywhere.
I’ve been too tender on it; really it shouldn’t be among the raspberries but I hate pulling it up.
The flowers close in the rain but there was just enough of a break between showers today for me to find this flower open.