Come into my parlour…

… unless your name is Slug or Snail !
It really has been a good year for hostas!
Dry.. and the little creatures don’t like dragging their tummies across dry, wood chip!!

This morning changed all that with a deluge of very welcome rain.
Though having to cross a road that had turned into a river, in sandals..squelch!

An all together service in Church this morning proved to be another “Just when I thought it couldn’t be anymore*****”..”

Another downpour in the way home and my love of the rain had waned a little.