Hanging On

Lunch out with friends (two days in a row, what am I like?) this afternoon and we emerged into a bit of a downpour, which put a dampener (pun only partially intentional) on my plans to go for a walk later.

Nevertheless I decided to rouse myself after an hour or so and do a short circular walk along to the community garden and back. Bad idea. The rain was still persisting down and inspiration was in short supply. The poinsettia in the remains of what may well have been a Christmas wreath was about the only splash of colour around, apart for some flattened daffodils.

What followed was a couple of photos and a brisk walk home to get out of my sodden clothes. Well, the rain was needed.