The other half came out of his cave yesterday afternoon and announced that the met office website was promising sunshine at 7pm. I’m afraid I pooh-poohed this – it had been raining since lunch time, alternating between a steady, pacing-itself sort of rain and biblical downpours.
But seven o’clock rolled around and looky:
They were right. We put on our wellies and went for a walk wade.
After all, we had important business to do – checking the level of the ford
I believe that’s a new high score.
Gorgeous. I love the blur of the water in the last photo.
I’ve always fancied living over a ford….always the chance of being cut off for a while…We had sun here at seven; it was still and clear with cloud patterns like marble.
Nikki – thanks
Richard – there’s usually another way out, these days…
I think you might be interested in the book“Instant Weather Forecasting.”
After spending a goodlie portion of my summer working outside and getting rained on I’ve developed a more than British obsession with what the weather is going to do. This book was suggested to me. I’ve now got a copy and I’m trying to learn to use it.
I don’t think I want to get any more obsessed by the weather than I already am… but let me know if it works.
Nice photos. One wonders just exactly how bad it would be if the ford ever got to 6ft. I’m guessing you’d need some form of boat to check if it ever got that high :)
I think the sign would have long gone by then. Along with half the sheep in Scotland
I really like the first and last photos. I’m always surprised at how powerful even a few inches of flowing water is let alone two feet!
We had to wade to the footbridge in order to get to that shot. I could just see the headline: ‘blogger dies in photo bid’ – if I lost my footing and got swept away…
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