As a resident of Scotland, it is inevitable that the odd blog is going to be about rain.
Today I have been thinking about…rain.
It would have been hard to think about anything else, from half past two the skies were full, water bouncing off the pavements, the roof of the car. We stood like livestock in the playground, trying not to move from under umbrellas, hoods firmly up, wellies shining black slugs, getting wetter and wetter as we waited for the bell to ring.
Normally we walk but we got just as wet getting into the car, and out again. Everything went on radiators as soon as the back door was safely closed. Fire on, thermostat turned up.
Then I remembered I needed something from the outside freezer.
But as I splashed through the waterlogged grass, the scent of blossom came through the rain. A salve on this miserable day, a reminder of beauty on earth.