Today, the place where I sat and indeed most of the path on that side of the stream are under water. I stood on the covered bridge between the buildings watching 3 young ducks trying gamely to make their way against the current. As long as they don't close the roads on my route home it should be fine but it is putting a dampner on my enthusism for leaving the house this evening!
I am hoping that this will get all the rain out of the way and the weekend will therefore be lovely and sunny, but I have to admit that so far the weather forcast sites are not bearing out this optimistic view. Perhaps I have inadvertantly become a festival rain god of some sort. If so, sorry, guys! Fortunatly, I have a better jacket to replace my slightly leaky around the hood seams poncho (a flaw unfortunatly discovered while at Glastonbury, not before) so I should be able to withstand but it would have been nice to be able to bask.