June 10th – Despite the rain, wind and general lack of summer warmth and sun, the world does look beautifully green at the moment – a benefit of the rain I guess.
I hope summer comes soon. I can cope with the rain and grey just fine, but I do miss the sun and the effect it has on the world.
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June 10th – The rain was almost totally constant as I came home from work and hit the muddy canal to avoid the traffic.
With little inspiration in the grey, horrible day, my eye was caught by a single splash of blue and purple in the scrub by the towpath by Clayhnager bridge – a gorgeous, bedraggled and solitary cornflower.
I keep saying this but it’s true – there is brightness to be found in even the most awful days.
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June 8th – Riding 20 miles in the pouring rain to visit a country fair in a village on the border of four counties may not be many folk’s idea of fun. But I loved it.
I’ve always liked Clifton Campbville Country Fair, for it’s acute Englishness, parochiality and eccentricity. And on this Saturday, it was almost, but not quite rained off.
Most of the stalls had gone. But I sat in a beer tent, had tea, strawberries, listened to Morris music and endless jokes about the weather. I had cake, met a Kookaburra and enjoyed the company of damp but faithful dogs.
An event continuing despite dreadful weather is almost as much fun as one on a blazing sunny day.
Better luck next year, folks.
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June 4th – On the way home, eating at the Lichfield Street/New Ring Road lights at Walsall. The rain had stopped but road conditions were… challenging.
I wish I new why this awful junction and road held so much surface water: It’s not as simple as drainage – it’s something about the surface holding it.
Ah well, at least the downpour had passed. To be in England, in the summertime…
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June 2nd – It was a bad day. I couldn’t post on my main blog due to hosting issues and stuff needed doing I couldn’t do. I was rough from an IBS episode and nothing was working.
I finally quit trying and headed out mid afternoon into a grim, grey world that although warm, was windy and intemperate and frequently rainy.
Chasewater was pleasant as ever but couldn’t lift me. I eaded to see pals in Chasetown, which did help at least.
Some days are just hopelessly lost, and all you can do is go with the flow, knowing that tomorrow has to be a better day.
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May 27th – Just north of Brewood, following a short, sharp shower and for a few very short moments, nature showed me something gorgeous.
You have to have the rain to have the magic of a rainbow…
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May 8th – A day when both the ride to work, and ride home were rain sodden and miserable. The traffic was mad, the roads terrible and it was cold and grim.
They say it’s set to warm up after the weekend.
I do hope so. This weather is seriously getting to me now, I have to say.
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May 3rd – Although it’s still not the warm May weather I’d hope for, it’s good to see and smell the may blossom along the hedgerows and waysides.
Although often overlooked, it’s a beautiful blossom with a love-hate scent that is particularly unmistakable.
I guess to the ancients, this lovely flower marked the height of spring and a move in to summer.
I welcome that if the temperatures increase a bit!
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April 27th – An absolutely awful day’s weather made riding a duty, not a pleasure. I held back and held back, hoping for the heavy winds and driving rain to abate – but they didn’t. I slipped out to the takeaway late.
Compounding the misery of rain in a fierce headwind, I realised I left the camera at home. But I discovered something I wasn’t really aware of: The phone does surprisingly good night shots.
A somnambulant and dripping wet Pier Street looks almost comforting and bright; but it it really was unpleasant.
Here\s hoping for better weather to come.
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April 25th – The weather is grim again – it’s cold with periodic heavy showers and I’m wondering what happened to spring – then, returning from Lichfield I realise that spring is still here and ongoing.
Looking over Sandhills from the Lichfield Road towards Ogley Hay over the green growth of a new crop and trees in fresh leaf, just peaking above the treetops, the spire of St James chChurch in Brownhills.
A lovely sight and a reminder that the weather will soon be better.
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