Rain again

Posted on May 16, 2024May 16, 2024 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Description, dripping, Grey day, Life, pouring down, Rain, rivulets, Water, Weather, Wet, window panesLeave a comment

Water from the sky all day, falling incessantly. Rivulets splashing. Grey sky, rain pouring down, puddles and rushing gutters overflowing. I haven’t been out. Sitting in a warm jumper. I haven’t even opened the curtains! I watched the water running down the window panes in the kitchen, following wriggling lines downwards, drips racing each other to the bottom. Tears from the sky. Such a dark day, concrete coloured clouds and not silver lined. Perfect for ducks! Perhaps it will be better tomorrow?

Rainy day in Burslem

Posted on December 21, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Condensation, Damp, Driving, Grey day, Mist, Presents, Rain, WetLeave a comment

Delivering a few presents today, the sky was grey and the clouds low, hanging over the hills in a misty damp blanket. I had the blower on in the car but it didn’t keep the moisture out. My glasses kept steaming up because I was wearing a mask.

By the time I got home I was cold and tired. But it was the furthest I’ve driven in nine months. A whole 24 miles.

Rainbow

Posted on June 27, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Grey day, Light, Low light, Low sun, Rain, Rainbow, Storm, Sunshine, WeatherLeave a comment

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When there is heavy rain overhead but a low sun I know there will be a rainbow somewhere. I looked out of the front door and saw this. I got a bit damp and had to change the exposure to get a halfway decent photo. But it came out OK. We also had a few rumbles of thunder, but it’s not been that bad… Last week the rain was far heavier. Tomorrow might be worse.

One of those days.

Posted on January 29, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Campbell Place, Car, Design, Garage, Grey day, January, Life, Spode, Staffordshire, Stoke, Stoke-on trent, Stoke-upon-Trent, Thinking, Time, Trying to sell artLeave a comment

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Grey and depressing, icy cold, big droplets of rain. Disappointing as well, I keep trying to get the car mended (someone broke my wing mirror, the glass is cracked, and someone must have reversed into my nearside wing, it’s all scraped and dented. But I rang up, and the mechanic, who is trying to find the right mirror rang in sick this morning. I will have to try again tomorrow. Then I collected some paintings from my studio to try and get into a local craft centre. But the owner has been inundated with local artists. He is interested in more work but needs to sell some art first. He has had people in but one comment he got was “is it really That much?” for one if the pieces in there. It’s the usual thing in this area, people don’t have money, or if they do they don’t want to spend it. It’s depressing (oh I’ve already said that)……

At Etruria today

Posted on November 28, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Damp, Dark, Etruria, Grey day, Leaves, Poem, Poetry, Staffordshire, Stoke-on trent, Trent and mersey canal, Water, WetLeave a comment

Grey day on the canal,

Leaves float,

Cygnets shelter from the rain.

Boats huddle near the bridge,

Wrapped in old tarpaulins.

Smoke drifts up from stoves

that sit below the water levels.

Tea kettles boil and whistle,

Stained hands make a brew,

wiping off excess oil on grubby teacloths.

Leaves create mosaics of moist greens and browns.

Trees splinter into the sky,

Bursting like fireworks

But wet black,

No sparkle

Just grey, wet, dank…

And beautiful.

Mallaband-Brown

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