We’ve had some rain overnight here. In fact, when we got up this morning, the clouds were being chased off the hill in a scurry. It’s quite often the case that when other people are getting rained on by clouds that are above their heads, we’re actually in the midst of the cloud itself. That’s what it was like here this morning.

I popped into the garden to let the hens out and the drops on plants caught my eye. I don’t know why some plants don’t get droplets and some do, but for example the cottinus coggygria always gets drops, as does the alchemilla mollis. It strikes me that the ones that get them are the ones that have been newly waxed and the ones that don’t are the old rust buckets that never get washed let alone waxed – if you see what I mean!

This wild rambling rose has been throwing off new shoots everywhere this summer and one was trailing over a rusty corrugated iron roof. The rose itself isn’t a great rose – a short flowering season and not fabulous in the hips department either….but it’s quite nice so it’ll stay for now!

It’s Cornwall so the rusty roof is also covered in green and the whole look of pink, red and green just seemed to be so perfect that I went back to the house and after grappling with a few batteries that refused to work, I managed to get the camera going well enough to get this shot, which I like a lot.

One of the things that interests me about shallow depth of field shots is what else in the frame is sharp. I can’t explain why the green fuzz is sharp on the left had side of this image because to me it doesn’t look like it’s on the same plane as the thorn at all – oh well, I suppose that’s just because I’m a dunderhead!

Despite drizzly rain for much of the day, we did a four-mile (or so) walk to the pub and back for Sunday lunch with Patti, Mike and West who popped down to see us for the day. Now? Well, it’s gorgeous – that wonderful golden light that so encapsulates this time of year. Why couldn’t it have been a bit more like this all day? No – scratch that question – we’ve had a wonderful day, drizzle or no drizzle.

Last year we were getting used to a life without the Spurs.....sob!