A rainy day

It was back to work for me today after my almost two weeks off.

I went to bed last night with the sound of heavy rain beating against the window, seeming somehow to echo my mood, I woke again this morning to the rather inelegant screech of the alarm accompanying the sound of more heavy rain fall. My mood was different though from yesterday, lighter. Something struck me late last night as I fell asleep, a memory of something someone had said to me. I will blog on that at a later date, now is not the time.

So I hit the road at 6.30 am, the first time this Autumn that is has been dark for my journey. Still torrential rain fell, leaves blew all around and I saw no other vehicle for my entire journey. I saw a fox, a few rabbits scuttling around in a hurry to get back into their burrows and a slightly bedraggled looking pheasant. but no cars.....no people.

Sometimes I love living here and this morning was one of those times. I felt lucky to be in the middle of nowhere, to see foxes and rabbits on my drive, not buildings and traffic jams, to see the rain and hear the sound of the wind. I stopped in a lay-by to call PG to make sure he had got up for work and just sat there for a few minutes, ahead of me a horizon filled with a black sea, the warning light of the lighthouse flashing slowly, a few tiny lights from fishing boats twinkling and the sound of the rain hitting the roof.

I am lucky.