It has rained for four days unending.
(A few glimpses from the knitting trail.)
I’m overjoyed because finally the moss on the mountain has drunk it’s fill.
Emma and I went out and soaked ourselves taking account of it all.
Now green can sprout from under last year’s brown . . .
Beautiful morning after rain . . .
The creeks are gushing and riverlets going in all directions.
Life is good.
That last picture explains why you live up in the clouds :). Magnificent.
Aw thanks hen, and you got green too ! May your garden thrive !
Oh, and Morrie, I think if you look closely at those hills in the fog, it’s straight in the direction of your house, so it’s my guess that you’re right down the other side of those hills 🙂
Beautiful pictures chookie! Emma looks gorgeous. X
Hi Chookie, you must admit, these photos nearly look like a Scottish landscape ? 🙂 I’m keeping busy knitting (inside) today. xx 🙂
I’d agree with that absolutely. All that’s missing is the mist, stags (and pouring rain!) 😄. X
Oh, we got mist & stags here too ! 🙂 xx
Beautiful Beautiful……our lovely mountain. xoxo
Don’t you know it !!! 😉 xx
We don’t always get the weather we want. You have waited a long time for this.
Hi Lizzi, oh yes, going all Autumn & Winter with no rain to speak of… we sure deserve a little. xx
Hi! I love how creatively expressive you are. I sure enjoyed looking at the photographs and seeing the changes through your eyes. What a gorgeous vista you have there!
Hello Martha… thank you… it’s been a long time ! Thank you for peeking in. I trust all is well?
I love that last photo.
Hi Anna, nice to meet you and thank you . I live up above the fog in the valley, and quite frequently that swirling lifting fog is the morning greeting from my walk or window. However beautiful, sometimes I just want to be *in* the cool moist fog.
Beautiful.