Endless Rain… But At Least It’s Not Snow!

Endless Rain… But At Least It’s Not Snow!

The rain just doesn’t seem to stop. Surely, there must have been a break at some point in the past few days—but either I was asleep or simply didn’t notice. In fairness, there was about a thirty-minute pause this morning, and possibly some clearer spells yesterday too… so perhaps I’m being a little dramatic.

At this very moment, I can hear it tapping steadily against the windowpanes. That’s still preferable to Monday night, when I was woken by the sound of it dripping onto the floor—right next to my head! (There’s a bucket in place now, ready and waiting. It only happens when the rain is torrential and the wind comes from just the right—or rather, wrong—direction.)

Naturally, this soggy spell has meant I’ve accomplished next to nothing. Though in that rare half-hour of dry weather, I did finally manage to plant a few pots of tulips that had been waiting patiently for weeks. I’ve read that tulips actually prefer being planted once the cold sets in—they’re said to be less prone to disease. A handy little fact that nicely excuses my procrastination.

And before the rain took over completely, here’s a glimpse of the garden as seen from my window last week: