Only yesterday, we went up the woods for a picnic in the RAIN (see my next Weston Mercury blog post for a detailed version of that particular adventure in our old 'back garden'). OK, it wasn't actually raining when we sat down to eat our sandwiches, fruit and obligatory chocolate, but those heavily pregnant clouds dropped just as the last smartie disappeared.
"The rain's got tears," said Poet Girl.
We go to the woods A LOT. In all seasons, all weathers, all times of the day. And here are a few photos to explain why:
I like trees.