Today I am so grateful for the rain falling in our little valley in South West Wales.
The ground needs it. And the lake is starting to refill.
There’s water for the goslings to learn to be geese. Safely away from the thieving intentions of crows.
The lower branches of conifers in the woodlands are starting to lift. They no longer brush my head as I walk by.
It’s astonishing how much you notice when you’re in a place every day for a long time.
What about us? What do we need deep drafts of today?
Yes, I know the wine stocks are going down, but it’s more than alcohol.
What do we need to satisfy our inner beings and water our sense of who we are?
The interesting thing about being out in the rain today, is that the colours are more striking.