When faced with a dark, overcast sky, my first instinct is to curl up beside the fire with a good book and cup of tea. But after experiencing the cool freshness of my recent walk through Bowness Park I have become a rainy day enthusiast!
|Beautiful rocks along the river bank.|
As I walked, I was struck by how many things were changed by the rain. The regular soundscape of children's laughter, bird song and squirrel chatter was quiet, replaced by the steady thrumming of the raindrops on the leaves. The river, usually sparkling in the sun, was as dull as slate, while the wetness revealed the rich colours of the boulders and pebbles along the bank. And best of all, the smell of briquettes and cooking BBQ was washed away by that fresh, earthiness of a summer rain.