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  • People keep telling me how rainy it is and shaking their heads in a lack of understanding.

    The truth is, that even for a British Spring and Summer we've had truly extraordinary amounts of rain. It's rained almost every day, almost all day, for months now. The more it rains, the more people shake their heads and talk about how it's raining all the time. It's like we all fail to comprehend it so deeply that meaningful expressions elude us and the mundane observation comes tumbling out. I've had the same conversation four times today alone.

    I've sort of been enjoying it of late though. Perhaps it's like those tapes you can listen to of rainfall sounds that you can meditate to or that help you fall asleep but I've become lulled and calmly accepting of the fact that rain is never far away. In fact I feel far more connected to nature, like a small wild animal planning for the deluge, either getting wet about my business or tucking up inside my warm little nest until it goes away. Smugly strolling round the kitchen with the back door wide open listening to the sounds of the rain splatting outside as I go about my chores, content. Picnics and barbecue events on hold, there's been more time at home to just contemplate. And dry off.


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