All change!

The snow was around for perhaps 72 hours.  It disappeared as quickly as it had arrived, washed away by an extended period of rain.  The farm track beside the sheep field became virtually impassable, but the sunlight on the puddles produced interesting abstract patterns.

Puddles on the roof

The day had been wet, dull and generally miserable.  Not a day for venturing out with a camera.  But when I looked through the bedroom window my attention was drawn to the patterns caused by rain falling into the puddles on the flat roof of the garage below.  There is always a picture worth taking somewhere!

‘The rain it raineth every day’

It hasn’t really rained every day  –   but the breaks have been few and far between.  (In the UK 2012 was officially the second wettest year since records began in 1912).  But, in any case, the title of this post seemed very appropriate for twelfth night!!  Besides, I like the patterns.