Intollerance

We've had 4 days of rain. On day two I found myself telling the dog, who's not a fan of bad weather either, that tomorrow it would be better. On day Three I felt low, took myself, plus dog, out for two hours being worried I wouldn't get enough daylight and I found myself checking the forecast ten times. Day four I was a wreck.
I can't imagine having lived in a country where it was normal for bad weather to continue for weeks!

Today it's all over. Sun shines. I'm happy pottering outside.