Earlier I had put out some washing, as it did look as iff it would be while before the clouds gathered and precipitated rain, and the forecast had said should it did so, the lack of wind meant the rain might well linger, so I carefully pegged, with one eye on where any rain might come my way.
However, I failed to take into account just how much of the sky was hidden beyond the house beyond – as I neared completing the last of the clothes I felt the moistness of a few gentle drops on my face and hands. I had hung the last few socks, so I lingered with indecision for a minute or two and spun the whirl line to hopefully take some dampness away whilst I dithered some more, but soon it became apparent that this shower was definitely due overhead any time soon, so I swiftly unpegged everything and completed the operation just in time, convincing myself that the clothes had benefited from their brief airing.
During the time spent outside I did however observe that I now had some open tulips and several closed heads due to appear given a modicum of sunshine. Two days before I had spotted white blossom at the base of the plum tree my daughters had given me as a housewarming present; so here was a plant that my gardening prowess had failed to kill!
I stopped of for a late lunch and the sun occasionally broke cover from the clouds, and raindrops adorned the leaves and flower heads, so I popped the 100mm Macro lens on the 5D MkIII and took a few shots to break the spell of photo famine since my trip to the Stockwood Discovery Centre Greenhouse.
I did have a mere two daffodils earlier and they came and went in matter of dull days and incessant wind, and sadly the current predominant colour is still yellow. However some images may well make card fodder at some time.
