Wet Pansy

Our usual cleaning day for the lodge. The Man had looked at the Met Office forecast and knew it would rain so he set off, straight away, cutting the grass. He got half-way round when the rain started.

We had no sooner had our lunch than the guests arrived, two hours early saying they weren't sure when they could check in. I beckoned them in out of the rain and said I hadn't washed the laminate flooring. The lady glanced around and told me I needn't. Great! We go away earlier than expected.

Today we had taken The Mother with us to give her a change of scene and some company so we didn't spend time driving around for a blip, I blipped her wet pansies as I dropped her home.