Rainy weather.............and thanks Dad........

I awoke this morning to the sound of heavy rain on the window pane.....I am taking the parents to the garden centre................the Mums decided it was too wet, so Dad and I went alone. I must say for me that was a treat.........I love to be on a one to one with Dad....like me he is fairly quiet and we have an understanding. We walked around and bought plants and bird seed and other bits and pieces...... went into the little cafe to share a pot of tea........I looked across the table at his lined face....he could tell a million stories.....he has travelled the world, seen poverty......faced hardship. When I was a child Dad would take me out in all weathers....icy winds, pouring rain, and brilliant sunshine...........and do you know, I can only ever remember laughter with him.......he was always happy, and I am blessed that some of it rubbed off. I am sure because of him, I am quite resilient. I garden in all weathers, and enjoy the outside, the freedom.........I am like a caged tiger when I can't get out ............Still pouring with rain our journey ended at a local farm to buy some sausages........I love this farm, all the animals run free....the little piglets forage in woodland...............personally I choose not to eat meat....but Mr P is a natural carnivore, so I source meat very carefully, I like to know the animals have had a good and happy life.......I dropped Dad home and decided when I got back I would garden in the rain.............If you look across the garden, we have a new project, a summer house, it is not finished yet.......the doors and windows will be fitted sometime this week.. of course you can use it anytime of year.............when I am out in the cold gardening and fancy a break, I shall take my tea and biscuits in here and watch the birds and other creatures........I am going to have a lot of fun with this feature......more landscaping I think.........how exciting.............

I walked the garden with my camera and took some photographs of the raindrops on flowers...............
the blooms drooped with the weight of them.............

A lone bee was buzzing amongst the flowers........I watched for a while to make sure he was ok...........perhaps like me, he likes being out all weather.......or perhaps he knows that time is short and he is enjoying the moment.............just as I was doing.....
Wherever I looked I saw beauty..........in all shapes..............
in all forms.........

I looked at the henchman full of a few hours work.........

My faithful companions were with me..........the old girl, Polly, is like me, resilient, she is out all weather........at 13 she to lives for the moment,
Well, the hardy terrier, is not so hardy, and does not like the rain.............the fact that I think it is good for her is not even considered..............she took shelter in one area or another while I worked...................

"Come on girls, time to go in."..................

And just a thank you to my dear old Dad............................