On Tuesday, we had Summer - really hot and humid; too hot to sit outside for long so Zac and I alternated between a patch of shade in the garden and the cool of home, with windows and doors open to create cooling breezes.
On Wednesday, I had an appointment with an optician in a town a few miles away, so with blue, blue skies foretelling of another hot day, I set off in my car.
Well, I never found out what caused it, but before long, I caught up to the tail end of a long, long traffic hold-up and several miles were spent in second gear, alternating with being completely stationary. I began to panic slightly that I would be late for my appointment even though I had allowed plenty of time to locate the place. I was also relieved that I had left Zac at home, as things were getting quite warm (an understatement!) in the car. So pleased I was dressed in light clothing . . . .
But eventually, I made it with a few minutes to spare - phew!!
I guess I was in there for about 80 minutes and just before I was
ready to leave, there was an almighty thunderclap and the lights
went out for a few seconds. Then there was a heavy downpour
of rain which lasted for about 10 minutes - and that was that!
So I stepped out and headed for the car park . . . and before I had gone 100 yards, got completely drenched, soaked to the skin, literally. Did you know that cotton T-shirts go transparent when wet? Not a good look in the middle of a busy town centre, but luckily, everyone else had their heads down as they dashed for shelter.
After collapsing wetly into my car, I used a dog towel (clean, luckily!) to dry my hair and drape across my shoulders, then started on the journey home.
This was the view through the windscreen.
Later, after a hot shower and change of clothing, Zac and I went for a walk. It was once again very warm and humid and this little band of ponies on the Moor were dozing in the heat.
But look closer -
This one is probably only a day or two old -
but he knows what to do when he's hungry or thirsty, bless'im.
An older foal with a star on his forehead. He's the one shown lying under his mother in the third photo.
So after a circular walk around this particular patch of the Moor, Zac and I returned home, where I took these photos in the late evening.
