It has drizzled, misted, thundered and stormed, and like today, relentless. Weeks of rain. I secretly love it. I can't help it. It is a secret cave, a hide-away, a veil. A supporter of reading and snuggling.
Yet I know we need dry weather to continue the exterior works, and the deadline is looming, and the Husband is panicky.
But today is my girl's birthday, my birthing day, and Miss 4 brings sunshine indoors. A day for baking together methinks. Something chocolatey.