AFTER more than 24 hours of solid rain, the waterfall at Pooh Corner has grown from a modest trickle to a raging gusher. Today we recover from cabin fever and from eating too much (which is the only thing one can do when one is trapped by the rain here), and from coping with two leaks in the roof. Yesterday afternoon, as the rain started lifting, I put on Wellingtons and the Muji raincoat Debra gave me years ago and slid down to the waterfall to take some photographs.
SORRY, but this is another of those today-we-did this entries. Well, today we went for a walk, the Back of the Moon walk; it takes about three hours, but we got hooked by some brambles and had to pick a hat-full of blackberries, so it took four. We left in big sunshine, and by the time we got home the entire mountain was enveloped in mist. The first two pics are of some of the landscape we walked through -- in the first pic you can see Tor Doone on the left and the Hogs on the right; then there's the "old white horse [that] galloped away in the meadow"; and then the hat-full of berries. Now, first I thought I'd make blackberry jam, but that seemed too involved and life is short, so tomorrow I'll make a crumble.