Wet morning

The Scots have a good word for it: 'dreek'. Growing up on the western slopes of the Pennines, I learned to call this weather 'mizzle', a mixture of 'drizzle and mist. Whatever the name, this is miserable weather. I walk the dog most mornings before breakfast and it is often a delight to do so, but on a morning like this when visibility is limited, it is difficult to find much to commend it. It becomes a trudge through the woods and a plod across fields. There were two rabbits abroad this morning which is unusual, but then I have often considered that rabbits are particularly sensitive to approaching weather. If the rabbits are seen feeding during broad daylight, there is every chance that it will rain later. These two feeding at such a late hour,following a wet night, could suggest that the rain is set for the rest of the day and  they were getting a feed in whilst they could,.

We refer to this as our green and pleasant land, but, without the rain and the mild weather it brings, the land would be neither green nor pleasant.