The rain started just as we returned home. I’m pretty sure that was all my doing. That it didn’t start any earlier, I mean. I know I said that the hundreds of photos Daughter took earlier would have to be more than enough, but then she said she needed more.
With few daylight hours, plus this weekend’s heavy showers and gale force winds, we didn’t have the loveliest of circumstances for photography. Having run out of options of when to do it, I said we’ll go anyway. And we were fine.
These photos aren’t from Sunday’s outing, though. And it’s funny how things don’t look the same in real life as in a photo. But then neither do I. Have also discovered Daughter has a fondness for weeds.
Must point out that hairdryer threat still stands.