“When there are grey skies,
I don’t mind the grey skies . . . ”
Until recently the weather forecast was a steadily increasing number of days without rain, the last figure I remember was 50 days, and the country coloured various shades of yellows and orange denoting high temperatures. Over the last week this weather system has broken down and we are getting rain at regular intervals, the fields are changing from yellow and brown through a rather dirty looking greyish brownish green to something a bit more like grass. Hopefully the rainfall will be greater quantity wise over the Galloway hills and the reservoirs will be starting to be replenished.
In our garden the waiting weeds have scented the change and are springing up in great style. If only they were edible we could have fresh greens every day.