Picture this.
I am sitting at my lappie, looking out the front window.
We sit almost at the top of the hill on one side of the valley. Outside my window is my front garden, some fields, heading down to the village which is nestled in the bottom of the valley. The hills on the other side are all fields, with a couple of houses dotted here and there.
As you look out of the window, to the left, you can see the weather coming from the north west, which is where it usually comes from.
For the last half hour or so, I have watched the clouds scudding across the sky, and some of them have been raining. The rain hasn't been over here - just over the other side, on the hills, and I have watched the tops of the hills disappear in a deluge of rain and cloud, then reappear as another section gets theirs.
I love weather watching like this. Especially when the folk over the other side are getting the weather and we're just watching LOL
Sometimes I watch the hills disappear completely, then the village, and then it hits the front of the house like a hammer - battering rain or hail. Sometimes I watch the snow start to fall a couple of miles away - whitening the fields and creeping towards us like Mother Nature covering us with a cozy blanket.
Fog is often fun as well. We sit up here, high, the sun streaming down, and the village is gone. There is just a cloud of white sitting down in the valley, like melted marshmallow.
I wish my camera was good enough to capture some of these images so I could show you.
And now we have the rain.
