I feel it in my fingers...

I feel it in my fingers...

I feel it up my nose. Yes, go and take your nose for a walk on a morning like this one and it will reward you. After a long spell of excessively fine weather here in the Seaside Town Of Aberystwyth, and many sunburned noses later, we finally get some rain today. It smells wonderful. Just wander around in it and breathe deeply.

It is also particularly appropriate weather to listen to Chopin's Prelude 28, 'Raindrop'. Oh yes.

My socks are a little on the moist side of pleasant now, however.

Just the right kind of weather to don a black bin bag and go to a sing-along viewing of The Sound Of Music. The bin bag serves multiple purposes (and after that, multiple porpoises), in both keeping off the rain and giving one the appearance of a member of the Chaiste Elect. A rather tricky habit to get into though. What with it being a bin bag and all...