Storm Ciaran came and went. There was rainfall overnight but no flooding as a result. This morning it's cloudy but the trees are barely moving. Obviously the storm took a different track. Surely there is no more rain left to fall.
Despite the reasonably nice day, I have no plans to go anywhere. It's still too wet underfoot to enjoy a walk. My shoes would become sodden very quickly and the lovely Tomnafinoge woods where I'd love to stroll, would be too muddy and the trees would be shaking off all that rain. Maybe tomorrow.
The most exciting thing I did yesterday was buy some Frank and Honest coffee at Centra in Carnew. It's very nice and got my day off to a good start. In fact, maybe I'll have another cup for quality control in case the first cup was an aberration.
The most enjoyable thing I did was return the borrowed guitar and enjoyed a lovely piece of fresh-from-the-oven apple pie with Ann and Tom. I managed to get home just before dark in preparation for the storm that never was.
There is flooding in the south and the north and the damage is severe. But that all happened before Storm Ciaran waved at us on its way to England. It did considerable damage in the Channel Islands but the north of France seems to have been the worst hit. There were cancellations of flights and lots of power outages. Lucky for me, and those around here, we can only send thoughts and prayers. They will do as much good as they do when a mass shooting occurs in the US.
Still no pictures to show you. I could take a few around here but have done that on many previous occasions. Maybe I'll go and walk around the yard and try to capture a few artistic shots. LOL
Slan
I so enjoyed staying there, it is beautiful!
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