And you know what that means – it must be time to pack the caravan again. It always seems to happen in the rain, but at least we can be thankful that there is no wind blowing a gale, as it has done recently. Our caravan has been moved around from the designated parking area to the car parks outside. Yes, we know the car parks are really for visitors, but they are so handy, and after all, they are right outside our home. And it gives us a chance to plug the fridge into power before we go away.
Romany Rambler outside our door
With the rain clouds hanging so low, there is no sign of the hill – the are practically invisible.
The hills are there somewhere
Perhaps a photo of my pretty sweet peas in flower will chase the rainy day blues away. Sweet peas are one of my favourite flowers, and they do smell divine.
Sweet peas in a pot
And growing right beside them is a pot of climbing butter beans. There I was, out in the rain, taking photos and picking butter beans. I’m really pleased with both as I planted seeds (or are they called beans in this case?) and wasn’t really sure if they would grow.
Enough butter beans for a meal for two