Its raining. Its cold. Not that lovely kind of late spring fresh, crisp, enlivening cold. More of a dark, see your breath in front of your face, fire lighting, dreary winter kind of cold.
All the firewood is wet so I have some lined up on the veranda, where our umbrellas are hanging to dry. I have some lined up in front of the fire which we eventually conceded to light late yesterday afternoon. I'm pleased for this constant soaking rain as it will fill our tanks and the fish ponds, birds and garden all will benefit from it.
I'm not so pleased for the cold though. I plan to get a date loaf in the oven soon and I have some left over sausage rolls that I made for dinner last night, which will be a hearty warming lunch for me today
I'll be camping out in my chair with some home made comfort food and hot tea by the warm fire with my yarn and hooks. Theres no better way to spend a cold rainy day, wouldn't you agree?