Wet Feet

When the sheep on my balcony door gets wet feet, I don't go outside. It only happens when it's raining so hard with a wind strong so that the rain can reach the balcony door.
Like today. It only rained once. I did two steps outside the front door to pick up the newspaper and the rest of the day was hiding under a blanket.
What an uninspired blip week this was.

19:00; 5°C