Roadblock

Went off down the wood again to exercise Rona and to check for any damage from the high winds. Quite a few full grown trees have fallen but only this one has blocked the path. Although substantial, Mag & I could step over it easily and Rona, as here, found her own way.
Halfway back home, the heavens opened and with a strong breeze behind it, we got a sound soaking. After getting home and dried off, Mag suggested a run down to the canal. Ok, if there is a blip at the end of it, lets go. Guess what - we got another soaking! Enough already, that's us in for the night, mince & tatties for tea and then feet up for a bit.