Rain guage (Day 1254)

The good weather of yesterday deserted us somewhere in the middle of the night, and I woke to thick mist, drizzle and a stiff breeze. The dogs took full advantage of the conditions to disappear into the murk.
Still vanless, I pottered around the house doing various little jobs before taking the dogs off to Wasdale for a wander. With nothing much in the way of a view, I took a trip through the scrap yard to find something to blip. I liked this old gauge on a tractor.
Unsurprisingly the flight my beautiful wife is coming home on is delayed.